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133 | family, dear family.
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A Handful Of Stars 134 | learning how to cook.
CAMERON'S P.O.VWhen I came back home after recording a new song at the studio with Jake, my record producer, who had flown to New York as soon as I had sent him a sample of the song I had in my mind, the house seemed different. According to his words, the songwriting and the song was so insanely good that we should go to record it right away. I had told him that I could just fly to LA because I did not want to disturb him and disrupt his schedule, but Jake had lived up to his name — he was every bit kind and generous like the magazines said. When I finally returned home — I was expecting to be the only one in the house. I had even made a mental note and knew exactly what I was going to order today. Our routine everyday had become too seamless to exist only in my mind — I came home by nine p.m., would clean up my room, freshen up, order the food, and then make Shayla's bed while waiting for her to come back home. While waiting for the food and her, I'd carefully choose which Netflix
A Handful Of Stars 135 | my friends had my back.
SHAYLA'S P.O.V"Take a left! I said 'left'!" Caira yelled over the phone and I inched the phone away from my ear, trying not to get my eardrums burst. "I took a left, Car, but I cannot see any russet colored doors." I said, shaking my head as I looked around, trying hard to pinpoint any such colored doors. But I failed miserably. "You must be so blind," She cursed over the phone, and then there was shuffling of feet. I heard a few hushed conversations in the background before Car came back on the phone, cursing enough to send even a sailor running and blushing. "Oh no. Turns out I am the blind one. It's apparently not orange but a green colored door? Can you find any green colored door in your vicinity or should I come get you at the crossing?"I turned my head around to take a look, and sure enough, there was a brightly painted green colored door standing proudly about ten feet away from me. "You don't need to step out and ruin your pretty little feet, princess. I located the door.
A Handful Of Stars 136 | the photoshoot.
CAMERON'S P.O.VI wasn't expecting to get a call from my PR manager, Delilah, the first thing in the morning.Twenty minutes after the first time my phone rang — I stepped out of the shower — and into the steam filled bathroom, rubbing the remnants of sleep out of my eyes with the heels of my palm - feeling vaguely human again. I had been up most of the night, thanks to Shayla. When my phone rang for the umpteenth time, I sighed and stepped out.Hastily wrapping a towel around my waist, I scooped up the phone, half-afraid to pick up the call as Delilah's name flashed across the screen."Your antics have shaved off twenty years from my lifespan, already," Delilah said in greeting, and I laughed, not at all surprised by her blunt greeting. Tucking the phone between my ear and my damp shoulder as I went on to dry my hair, "Am I that scandalous?""You're nearly not scandalous enough," Delilah cursed. "We need to generate more buzz around your name, starting from today, and will continue i
A Handful Of Stars 137 | brother and sister.
CAMERON'S P.O.V"Do you think he will be happy to see me?" A familiar voice wondered out loud from somewhere to my right, and I resisted myself from opening my eyes. If I pretended to be asleep, I could hear more of the conversation anyway."He is your brother, Camille," Shayla's voice flooded in, and under the covers, my fingers twitched. Camille? Camille? She was here? Why didn't she tell me she was coming? "Of course, he will be happy.""Ey," Camille said, poking my shoulder. I stayed put. Then, she ripped the covers from my body and gave me such a hard shove that elicited a sharp gasp from me. My eyes flew open. I was caught anyway. Camille's eyes settled on me, grinning brightly. "I knew you were awake!""Even if I was awake, you had no right to wake me up!"Mille frowned at me. "That doesn't even make sense!""You don't make sense!"Beside us, Shayla rolled her eyes. "Typical siblings," She murmured. Then, she leaned in, and pressed a kiss to my cheek. "Good morning, babe."I in
A Handful Of Stars 138 | the intruder.
SHAYLA'S P.O.VAfter what seemed like forever, I was finally out of my office at a respectable time. When I got back home, I found only Camille strutting around the living room, muttering something about who murdered and where did the sweater come from. Not wanting to break whatever bubble she was in, I tried to sneak away to my room as quietly as I could, but I accidentally banged my foot against the corner of the sofa, that not only caused a loud bang, but also drew a sharp shriek from my lips. Camille's frantic eyes searched around the room for the intruder until they finally settled on me, and her gaze turned calmer. She heaved a sigh."You almost gave me a heart attack, Shay!"I threw my hands up in the air in surrender. "I was trying not to disturb your case-solving moment and was trying to sneak out. But as you can see — I was very unsuccessful at that endeavor."Camille gave me a smile as she put the papers in her hand onto the table with a loud, resounding slap. She frowned a
A Handful Of Stars 139 | a scary night for the chocolate boy of the town.
CAMERON'S P.O.VI was in the studio, recording, when my newly hired secretary, Daniel, ran to me, his eyes creased with worry. I stopped midway through my vocalizing as Daniel raised his hand and tapped against the glass door three times. Tap. Tap. Tap.I stopped the practice at once, stepping out of the room and cornering him. "What happened?""Your sister gave you ten missed calls," He said, holding up my phone. "Maybe you should call her back? It might be an emergency?"I took the phone from him, my own face turning into a mask of worry and confusion as I saw the consecutive ten missed calls from Camille. Before I could call her back, the phone in my hand vibrated to life once again, her name flashing across the screen. I picked it up instantly, halfway through the first ring."Hey—""Cam," Her terrified voice flooded across the call and my back instantly stiffened. "Cam, there's someone in the house. They just broke in. I am—""Mille, Mille, listen to me," I said, my heart beating
A Handful Of Stars 140 | the bachelorette party.
SHAYLA'S P.O.VKeeping all terrifying stalker incidents in the back of my mind, I could not be more excited for today. It was finally my bachelorette party day, and I was promised a hell of a night!"Are you sure I do not need to dress up?" I frowned as Caira tied the blindfold around my eyes, and tugged at the knot, making sure it was tight enough. "I mean, it is a bachelorette party. That too mine, nonetheless.""Just have a little faith in me, Shay," Caira said, clicking her tongue. Then, she grabbed my hand with enough force to crush my bones, as she led me forward. The marble of my house was replaced with the cobblestones of the driveway soon enough, and before I knew it — we were climbing into a car. I was still in the same suit I had worn to office today — and when I had come back home, I had found Caira and Daadi lazily flipping through a magazine while Caira said something to Daadi that was apparently funny enough to make her throw her head back and laugh. When Caira's dark e
A Handful Of Stars 141 | the bachelor's party.
CAMERON'S P.O.V I already knew what was coming, and yet I was not ready. "We are finally here!" Dominic added, whistling as he strolled through the gates of the VIP section of the club with a lazy ease. "Got this whole place, all to us tonight. Isn't that crazy?" "You know what's crazy? Talking when we are in a club! Let's eat first! Then dance! And then talk!" Harris said as he walked to the bar-restaurant and slammed his fist against the counter. "Four deluxe cheese burgers, four fries, and two bottles of whiskey please!" "Are your friends always this excited?" Easton asked, sidling up to me. Today, he had dressed down from his ties and suits and had worn a plain black shirt and grey pants instead. I nodded in answer to his inquiry. "They almost always are. They're like my recharging stations," I added, shrugging. In a nearby mirror, I caught a reflection of myself — in a black and white striped shirt and black pants, a silver chain around my neck, my hair tousled and slicked ba
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