She's the Campus Prince novel Chapter 19

Chapter 19

Before Zach’s deskmate could say a word, Cameron calmly placed her phone on the desk. The screen was still open to the Spanish dictionary, right on the word despertarse.

Zach’s eyes widened. “No way. Check the call history. He could’ve sworn he heard her on the phone.

He snatched up Cameron’s phone and pulled up the call log, but the last entry was from yesterday afternoon.

This doesn’t make sense. Zach muttered.

He then thought. No calls? Did she delete it? That fast? No way. She couldn’t have wiped the call log and pulled up a dictionary app in just a few seconds. That’s not humanly possible”

Cameron’s lips curled into a cold smirk. What is it that hard to believe? I didn’t take a call. But you heard one? Zach, are you sure you weren’t on some porn site and started hallucinating?

Zach choked on his words. The class burst out laughing the moment she said it.

His face instantly turned red. “Cameron, don’t you dare accuse me like that. I wasn’t.”

“Oh, really?” Cameron rested one hand against her cheek, still looking completely relaxed, while the other reached into Zach’s jacket pocket and pulled out his phone.

As luck would have in the screen was still wide open on an indecent site–and what it showed was graphic, to say the least.

“Ms. Morgan, Cameron said, placing the phone flat on her desk, “wanna have a look?”

Lacey looked like she wanted to disappear. She was young, and her face went bright pink as she immediately turned away. But she’d seen enough

Zach fumbled to grab his phone, frantically trying to shut the window, only to end up opening even more. He didn’t dare say another word

ich, get your ass to the Student Affairs Office. Now. You’ve got detention, Lacey snapped.

“Cameron, 1-1-” Zach stammered, his face flushed with embarrassment and rage, his fists clenched in anger.

Cameron leaned into her hand, shot hum a lazy glance, and cut in, “What?” She thought, “He wants to play tattletale? Too bad I’m better

“Out” Lacey roared.

Zach shot Cameron a vicious glare but had no choice. Under the teacher’s fury, he sulked his way out of the classroom.

Cameron gave a lazy tug at the corner of her lips and snorted inwardly, ‘He’s go

got no business snitching on me when his own hands aren’t

clean

“Don’t you think Cameron’s kinda hot?” a girl whispered nearby.

“I saw his smile just now, and honestly, I think he’s even better–looking than Elijah,” another said.

en he’s not smiling, someone else chimed in

Elijah, sitting in the third row with the clearest view of the room, caught the whispers and turned to glance at Cameron

Her features were indeed line and striking. The short hair made her look clean and sharp, setting off that already flawless skin.

Her lips, soft and full in a natural pink hur, looked like they had lipstick on even when they didn’t. It was a face that carried a strange contrast of gentleness and edge, handsome in an almost gender–defying way..

Elijah thought. “But it’s just a pretty face. And for a guy, that’s the most useless thing to have. Besides, Cameron’s a total slacker. If she

anteven handle something as basic as studying, what kind of future could she possibly have?

He turned back to his textbook and resumed reviewing vocabulary he’d already memorized ages ago

Later in the morning, during a break between classes, Cameron was on her way back from the restroom when she overheard a group of students chatting up ahead.