I turned on the TV once I got comfortable in my room. Today has been quite the day! I finally made up with my boyfriend, after over a week of ignoring him. I also met a great guy, Cameron. It's not every day someone new moves to town, and I guess I lucked out that he's such a nice guy. I've been having a tough time lately, and I'm glad that he was there to offer me some kind words. It doesn't hurt that he's easy on the eyes either...

Hearing voices downstairs, I got curious. I made my way downstairs to see what was going on, and I was shocked to see my father sitting in the kitchen, conversing with my mom. I was tempted to pinch myself to test whether I was dreaming or not, but I unfortunately knew what I was seeing was very real.

"Hey dad..." I started awkwardly, "what are you doing here?"

He stopped talking to my mom and turned to me, a smile on his face. "Well, your mother and I worked things out. Happy to see me?"

"Not exactly the word I was looking for." I knew I was being short, but just because my mom forgave him, doesn't mean I had to.

Speaking of my mom, I turned to look at her. "Mom?"

She turned away from the stove and looked at me innocently. "Yes?"

I tried to convey my question without words, but I guess that wasn't the nature of our relationship, because she just stared at me.

I sighed. "Why is he back?"

"Honey, don't talk about your father as if he isn't in the room."

I ignored her. "Why is he back?" I tried again.

"Well honey, I thought about your question, and I decided that our love was more important"

"So you forgave him just like that?"

"Well, yes Tracey."

I walked out of the kitchen. I love my mom, but she's being a little naive. I only gave her that advice to make her think, but I thought the choice would be obvious. I never really expected them to get back together. I actually already started to make my peace with them splitting. It just makes their whole explosive fight seem so insignificant and unnecessary. I guess it's true what people say: love will really make you do stupid things.

I dragged my bag with me to my room so I could start my homework. While doing my homework, I found myself thinking about Cameron. His green eyes, his defined muscles, his perfect smile. And that dimple, I never failed to think about his dimple. What's wrong with me? I know I don't like him, but there's something about him that I just can't shake. I decided to call Bianca and get her opinion on the subject.

My phone started ringing as soon as I picked it up. What do you know, it was Bianca. I answered, and she immediately started talking.

"I heard the good news, you and David got back together! I knew you guys could work it out"

"Um, thanks I guess. I was actually just about to call you. There's something I want to talk to you about."

"Hit me."

"Remember the boy I was with at lunch today, Cameron?"

"Yeah, what about him?" There was an edge to her voice, as if she already knew what I had to say and didn't like it.

"I can't seem to get him out of my mind. It's just that he was so nice to me, and so damn good looking.."

"Tracey! You have a boyfriend, remember? His name is David."

I rolled my eyes. "Of course I remember my boyfriend, I'm not dense. I'm just saying, if there was a competition to see who was the kindest, Cameron is definitely in the lead right now."

She sighed. "Look, I get it. He was kind to you when you were mad at David. You're the first person he met here, he's probably just playing nice so he could make friends. There's no reason to start looking at him like he's the best thing since sliced bread. He was a good friend. That's it."

"A better friend than you were," I mumbled.

"What?"

"Nothing." I rolled my eyes. "Why do you seem to hate him so much?"

"I don't hate him, I'm just being cautious. I like you and David together, you know? I'd hate to see some stranger come between you."

"How in the hell would he come between us? I just met him today. I barely know anything, save for his name! He's just a cool guy."

Bianca sighed. "Yeah, yeah. Just be careful, okay? I gotta go."

"Bye." she hung up.

I barely had time to process the call before my phone rang again. It was David.

"Hey baby," I answered.

"What's up? How was your day?"

I shrugged, even though he couldn't see me. "Just a normal day, you?"

"Just a normal day? You didn't make any new friends?"

Oh yeah, Cameron. How could I forget David staring us down at lunch earlier? "You mean Cameron? He's a cool guy. Mr. Long made me show him around," I said nonchalantly.

"When can I meet this Cameron guy?"

"Whenever you want. He goes to our school now, I'm sure you'll run into him."

"You can't introduce us?"

"Why do I need to?"

"I just figured you could, seeing how he's your friend and all."

I rolled my eyes. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he caught a case of jealousy. "You know, if you're jealous, it would be greatly appreciated if you could just tell me."

"What? I'm not jealous," he defended, his voice a little higher than usual.

"I'm not dense."

He sighed. "You caught me. I'm a little jealous. Can you blame me?"

"Uh, yeah. There's nothing to be jealous of," I laughed. "Look, if you really want me to introduce you too, I guess it couldn't hurt."

"That's all I ask Trace." I heard a voice yelling in the back, probably his mother scolding him for not doing the dishes or something. I chuckled. "Gotta go," he said quickly, "Love you."

He hung up before I could respond, and I sighed before tossing my phone. Something didn't feel right. I know it makes no sense, but I just had a weird about everything. Especially David. Sure, he's a sweet guy, but it's still early on in our relationship and I'm getting mixed feelings from him. I couldn't really tell if he was into this relationship, or it was just something for him to do. I love him, and he loves me, but something just isn't feeling right.

Then there was Bianca. Ever since David and I got into that argument, she's been really short with me. It's clear she's not on my side. But why? What exactly am I doing wrong? Every time I analyzed the situation, I couldn't come up with a reason why Bianca would be angry with me. I didn't do anything to her!

I heard my ringtone again, and I was tempted to chuck my phone out of the window. Who is it now? I'm not really in the mood to deal with anyone else's antics. Checking the screen, I saw that it was Cameron. Why would he be calling me? Bianca warned me to be careful with him.

Ah, why would I take her advice right now? I answered.

"Hey Cam, to what do I owe this pleasure?" the smile on my face came out in my voice.

"I just wanted to talk to my new friend," he gushed, "you available?"

"Of course! What's up?"

David.

I walked back into my room, mind on that fool I saw with Tracey at lunch today. What did she say his name was, Cameron? I haven't even met the guy yet, but something about him has me on edge. What the hell was he doing with my girl? I didn't like it one bit. Nor do I want him to end up being a constant in her life. I saw how happy he made her at lunch, and it makes me sick. That should be me making her laugh, making her smile. I've been doing it for years before he came into the picture, and I intend to keep it that way. Our relationship is already fragile, and it just began. It would be way too easy for him to take her from me.

You're overreacting dude, a little voice in the back of my head reasoned.

That may be true, but I can't ignore the feeling that I get whenever I think about that guy. There's more to him than meets the eye, I can tell. And I'll find out whatever it is.

I picked up my phone and texted Tracey: You want me to pick you up tomorrow?

Tracey: No, it's okay. I can drive myself. Thanks for offering though. was her response, a few minutes later. I sighed, throwing my phone back down and flinging myself down on my bed. I just hope that douche hasn't got his claws in her already.

*Song for this chapter is Jealous (Remix) by Beyonce, featuring Chris Brown, because our David seems to have a case of jealousy ;)