"Samantha Collins?" Cameron asked fighting a smile that melted my heart.
I knew better than him that I couldn't be sexy or girly. I was just a girl that didn't like skirts or dresses. The best I could do and try with was a pair of leather jeans and a white tank top. I knew it wasn't girly enough for the likes of Tanya, Rocky or Aubrey. I was never going to get close to their level, but it was better that way. I was no competition, I had to find my own way to see me, and not the girls he dated.
Letting my brunette waves loose and giving it a try with makeup. I was pretty sure; I did a good job. I tried to stay in my comfort zone. Seeing the surprise on Cameron's face when I stepped out of the house was unexpected. He looked surprised in a good way which gave me a little more confidence rewarding my pride I gave an invisible pat on my shoulder. He covered the surprise quickly though and I pretended like the look was normal on me, which wasn't. It looked simple but it took me a lot of thinking and researching to keep myself chick but cool.
"Say whatever you want, I don't even know why you want to do this..." I said enjoying myself.
The only thing I was sure of was not to be like Aubrey. After all, it was because our argument that ended up doing this. In a way, it was thanks to her, but I wasn't sure if I had anything to thank her yet.