She's the Campus Prince novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67 Take Her For Breakfast

Xander rolled his eyes but didn’t have a comeback.

Cameron didn’t stick around. She pulled the door open and walked right out.

From behind, Xander shouted, “Being born lucky is a skill too. Are you jealous?”

Then he turned to Elijah for backup. “Right? Don’t you think so?”

Elijah looked at him and asked, “What?” Clearly, he hadn’t heard a word of Xander’s argument with Cameron.

Xander sighed. “Man, you are really a nerd now.”

Elijah shot back calmly, “I don’t want to argue with an idiot.” Then he grabbed his books and left too.

“Tch, what makes you so proud?” Xander muttered.

Top students always looked down on slackers. And slackers? They couldn’t care less.

In homeroom, Cameron sat there, waiting for the teacher to check the attendance while checking her phone under the

table.

She was reading through the submission guidelines for the Noir Éclat design competition. She hadn’t realized until now that there was only one week left until the deadline.

But for her, that was plenty. A week was more than enough.

When the breakfast break came, students poured into the cafeteria.

Cameron bought two pies, stopped by the campus store to grab a new set of sketch pens and specialty paper, and headed straight back to the dorm.

The moment she opened the door, she saw Bradley.

He was standing by his bed, tall and put–together in a black trench coat. Thin–rimmed gold glasses rested perfectly on his nose. He looked like he stepped out of a magazine.

Cameron was a little surprised to see him, and she greeted him. “Oh, Brad, you’re back.”

Bradley turned around and gave Cameron a small smile. “Yeah. Wait, you only have one pie for breakfast?”

“I already ate one. Two’s enough,” Cameron replied.

“That’s too light,” Bradley said. “Wanna go out and get something better?”

Langford Academy wasn’t so strict with students, so even boarding students were free to leave as they liked. They just had to sign out if they weren’t coming back for the night.

Cameron shook her head and replied, “No need. I’m good.”

Bradley took out his bank card and insisted, “Come on. I haven’t eaten either. Let’s just hit that place right outside campus.”

In the end, Cameron couldn’t win against him.

Bradley seemed soft–spoken, but once he decided to do something, it was surprisingly hard to say no. Like last Friday, when he insisted on taking her home, or now, he insisted she go out to eat with him.

The two of them strolled down the busy academy avenue, surrounded by chatter and footsteps.

“Is that Bradley? He’s so dreamy.” A girl noticed them, and her face flushed.

Another girl said, “Wait, that’s Cameron, right? I heard he got assigned to Room 316. Can you believe that? Living with the four hottest guys in the school. I’m dying of jealousy.”

That girl’s friend joked. “Why are you jealous? You’re a girl. It’s not like you can live in the boys’s dorm.”