nine
Walking into school on Monday morning had to be one of the funniest and most awkward things I've ever experienced in my life. I had met up with my friends by our oak tree as usual, and we had talked about random things as usual.
So when we walked through the hallways to get to our classes and lockers, you can imagine how surprised I am when a giggling Year 9 scampers up to Cameron, clutching a piece of paper. "H-hi," she stutters, turning bright red.
"Hey?" Cameron replies unsurely. The girl runs her hand through her blonde hair and holds the paper out to Cameron, with a pen.
"Um please could you sign my paper?" She squeaks out, glancing back at her group of friends for reassurance.
"You want Cameron to sign your paper?" I say in disbelief, before I can stop myself. "I think you'
