Camie tried to peek teasingly, but gave up quickly, turning her attention to the movie… and the corn flakes. (I still can't get over that I just used cornflakes instead of popcorn, lol!)
(Me neither…..XD)
(I literally pulled it out of Knowhere. ((I'm so sorry…)) It's not even an inside joke with my family or anything…)
(I eat cornflakes by themselves all the time and it is actually an inside joke between me and one of my best friends….lol)
(Lol. I didn't try it.)
(Lol)
Camie sighed. "Is there anything else that's really new?"
"Uummm…….no, I don't think so……" Tiffany sighed and put her sketchbook down. "Bleh." She said as she flopped dramatically.
"Same," Camie said, slightly louder than necessary and craned her neck to look at the stairs
Tiffany looked over at the stairs. "Wat."
Camie waited a second before looking back at Tiffany with a 'I really want to tell you this but if I do you might get mad' look.
Tiffany raised her eyebrow. "Alright Peaches. Spill."
"I have a… crush," Camie admitted, turning bright red.
Tiffany snickered. "Ooh who is it?" She asked, turning herself so that she was sitting on the couch again.
"Don't tell anyone, okay? I think that my brothers have an inkling, but if they find out for sure, I'll never hear that end of it!" Camie fiddled with her hair, something she only did when she was super nervous.
"I promise I won't tell anyone. Bestie's honor." She promised, holding out her pinky.
Camie smiled, relieved, and hooked her own pinkie with Tiffany's. "Okay… Mason Spangler." She cringed, awaiting Tiffany's response.
(Mason - https://www.pinterest.com/pin/AWATvhT-AWlrvC90us1LxNx6ir-kULqJD7CYRCZHWXjdFG2w0q7zeuA/)
Tiffany gasped, falling off the couch. "What?!" She had secretly been shipping the two for years, but had never said anything.
Camie couldn't help it - she burst out laughing. "Why do you look so surprised?"
"Because…….oh my goodness! You guys just look so cute together I thought I'd have to shove you two oblivious cinnamon rolls together!" She half-joked.
Camie's smile dropped into a nearly perfect O. "You knew?"
"Yup!"
"H-How… Was it really so obvious?"
"YES!!"
Camie ran her fingers though her hair panicked. "Do you think that HE noticed?"
Tiffany shook her head. "Peaches, Mason is a love-sick puppy."
"That why he's so-" Camie blushed and cut herself off.
Tiffany laughed from her position on the floor.
"STAHP!" Camie ordered, tossing a pillow at Tiffany's head.
Tiffany gasped as the pillow hit her face. "Hey!" She laughed, throwing it back.
