Twenty Eight: Cam

I told myself June was right. Maybe I was just frustrated because of what Stella did. Maybe whatever I felt for June was just me trying to distract myself. But today, I almost lost myself in jealousy.

I know it's the worst feeling, but I couldn't control it. Whenever I’m with her, it’s like she makes me do things I don’t even recognize in myself.

Why do guys always follow her around like honeybees? I get it—she’s like a flower, and she even smells like one. But it drives me insane.

Maybe I should try dating, like she suggested. So, I asked a girl from the wedding to meet me at a club. Nighttime is the best time to change, right? It makes people wilder.

"Hello, Cam," she said as she sat next to me. I had chosen a club because I couldn't bring myself to do this at home.