Hello there! Angel here! This is my first story *jumps excitedly* Let me know what you guys think. CREATIVE criticism is always welcomed. Unfortunately, this chapter doesn't contain graphic content, it's more of an introduction type but no fear! If you guys like it, I'll write the next chapter with some smutty goodness;) ANYWAYS! Please enjoys and comment!
Cameron stepped out of his house with grateful ease. He was more than happy to leave his parents bickering to themselves. With a sigh of relief and a backpack full of unmerciful homework, Cameron shoved his hands in the front pocket of his hooded sweatshirt and stepped off the porch. His parents weren't usually home at the same time, what with his mom's busy life as a law firm assistant and his dad's life as a store manager telling lazy people what to do. Cameron had little time to think about his family situation when his breathing suddenly stopped; and it was for a very good reason. Cameron believed the only good thing about still living with his parents was living next door to Leon.
They have known each other for about three years since Cameron and his parents moved into the empty two story house. Cameron thought his luck about ran out when he found out they would go to the same high school. Leon locked the door to his house and turned around, making his way to his car. He spotted Cameron on the sidewalk in a frozen stance.
"What, are you stuck to the ground? It's not that cold is it, Cam?" Leon chuckled.
Cameron shook his head, his hair falling into his eyes. "Sorry." He mumbled, "I was just thinking about stuff." Like how good you look in that tank top and over shirt. Turn around and I can see how the jeans fit...
"Aren't you going to be cold? It's going to be sixty five degrees today, might even rain." Cameron said pushing the hair out of his face and stopping his insane perverted thoughts.
"Nah, I'll be alright. Besides, I like the rain." Leon looked towards the sky in a mesmerized gaze.
Liking the smell of rain in the air was one thing they had in common, despite others saying it was a weird thing to like. It was one of the things Cameron secretly kept close to his heart. He knew it was a stupid thing to cherish, but to him it felt like a link between Leon and himself. In too deep with his thoughts, Cameron didn't see Leon waving a hand in front of him.
"Hmmm?" Cameron asked. "What did you say?"
Leon smiled, "I asked you if you wanted a ride to school weirdo. You seem really out of it today."
"Ah I'm fine, really. Just had a rough morning."
"Is everything okay?" Leon tilted his head in concern.
"Yup, don't worry about it. I call shot gun. Unless you want me drive, I could do that." Cameron smirked, reaching for the keys in Leon's hand.
"Sorry shorty, not gonna happen." Leon moved away laughing, knowing that being called short would get on Cameron's nerves. Leon slipped into the driver's seat of the new car he got for his birthday.
Cameron huffed," Hey, I'm not that short. You're what, 6'3? I'm only a few inches behind." Cameron seated himself in the passenger seat of Leon's Mercedes.
"Since when is 5'7 'just a few inches behind'?" Leon once again gave one of his handsome smiles as he turned on the radio.