It as about noon time on a Saturday and Cameron had no intentions of getting up at all. Nothing would get him up, not even the sound of a fog horn that was two feet away from him. So, three hours later, he finally rolled out of bed. What really woke him up was the large bump his got hen he hit his head on his nightstand. Well, his half of the nightstand. He shared that with his roommate, Chris. He didn't see Chris around so he dragged his feet to the bathroom to start his afternoon shower. His head pounded, this was a good thing. Why? Because by the time night came around, he would have no problem with the loud music and the gallon of drink that are going to go into is stomach. Through out the shower, Cameron spent most of his time fixing his hair. Yes, men spend time on their hair to. Well, Cameron had to because he had a lot of it. Most of the time he just spiked it up. Because the school was going through an environment phase, Cameron narrowed his use of hair to one can every three days. That was his thanks to the world. Soon it was time to go to the part he had plan to go to all week. He raced down the stairs after he was done and jumped into his Grand Tornio. From there, he carefully backed out of his parking space and then boosted himself over to his friend Chelsae's house. Wen he got there, there were almost no parking spaces so he parked about ten blocks away. Then he walked up to the house.
Cameron walked into the the house. The music was turn up to the max and booze was being passed around like it was the last drinks on this earth. That was alright. It was his seen. He wasted no time, he went straight for the vodka. Yes, Cameron was a little wimp but you know, what are you going to do about it? In one swing, he finished the first drink. A girl came up to him and stared a conversation. He smiled at the girl. Suddenly, he had some plans for the night. They went out on the dock before long and they started to make out. Trouble came, the girl's boyfriend. A fight was started between the two. Cameron worked what god gave him and sent the guy to his car with a black eye. He got his fair share of bruises but parts of his hair were also missing. That tended to happen a lot when Cameron go into fights. The hair was their main target. Then the girl would come up to Cameron asking for some more but Cameron just shoots them down. Thanks to them, he has a hand full of hair missing.
After the fight, he check his phone then texted Chris, his gay roommate. For some reason, Cameron was alright with homos. He wasn't one but, after about three years of watching girl on girl pron, he had to be ok with the fact of guys bunking with each other. "Dude, this one sweet a** party, where the fawk are you." Then he hit the send button and it was sent away into the wireless cell phone world to Chris's phone. Chris was one interesting fellow to Cameron. In a way, he wondered a little what it would be like to kiss him, but then again, it would get awkward between the two then they would have to face the other way when they sleep. Cameron stopped thinking as soon as he saw his next target for the night. A nice looking blond babe that was drinking more than she could handle. Cameron quickly texted Chris. "Hey, I might bring a girl over, just warning you." Cameron rushed over to the girl and saved her from falling over. There he smooth talked her and they ended up in the same place Cameron was earlier, only he was making out with another girl.
"Cameron, Cameron, Cameron . . . "
