Thirty One

Melody's POV:

Sometimes I wish a person had the full control of it's life in it's own hands. Wouldn't that be perfect? You decide your own future. You could've done anything thinking that the consequences were totally in your hands. Life would've been amazing.

"Hey Mel." Cameron said leaning on my desk as I placed the painting in a bag giving to the girl with the red hair.

"You look worked up, Cameron." I said looking at his sleepy eyes.

It almost made me yawn looking at them.

"That's because I am worked up." He concluded.

I wiped my hands on my apron and sat down on my chair blowing out a sigh.

"So I was just wondering...if we go out to a bar or something." He asked suddenly.

I looked at him. I'm sure something was definitely wrong.

"Why would you want that?" I asked narrowing my eyes.

"Maybe that's how Daphne will come along too. She won't come if it's only me, you know." He added with sad eyes.

He's such an actor.

"You're falling badly for her, Cam. It could possibly ruin you menta