Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 3

Cameron attempted to fight his longing to lean over and kiss the gorgeous guitarist as Morgan began to strum the next beautiful love song. Closing his eyes to try and remember the words to the song, Cameron almost panicked as his entrance approached but his mind remained blank. Opening his eyes, he saw Morgan smiling at him and the words came.
    Six songs later, Cameron's phone vibrated in his pocket during the guitar break of Your Hands, My Body . Ignoring it with ease, Cameron watched as Morgan's fingers elicited beautiful music from the axe in his hands. Cameron was so entranced that he almost missed his cue to come back in.
    Finishing the song to yet another standing ovation, Cameron smiled and clapped along for Morgan. Glancing down at his phone, his heart sank to the ground with a thud. The call he had ignored was from his mother. Feeling the cold grip of dread roll through him he realized just how late he was and if there was one thing his parents didn't tolerate well, it was being late for something.
    "What's the matter," Morgan said putting a gentle hand on Cameron's shoulder.
    "I have to go," Cameron said sadly. "My parents are having this party and I was supposed to be home like twenty minutes ago."
    "Oh," Morgan said sadly.
    "I bet they'll still let you play," Cameron said, with a weak smile.
    "It's cool," Morgan said. "We did some good stuff together and I'm not even sure the scout is here."
    "I'm so sorry," Cameron apologized sincerely.
    "Don't be. See you tomorrow," Morgan said with a smile.
    "Ok everyone, I have to run but I hope you all stick around to listen to some more amazing guitar playing by Morgan," Cameron said, before he hoped off the stage and slipped through the crowd and out the door.
    No sooner had he turned his car on, his phone vibrated once. A text message.
    " Thanks for singing with me tonight. You were amazing. ~M "
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    "Oh my god!" Suzie squealed, running up to Cameron as he entered school the next morning. "Where have you been?"
    "Suze, it's like seven thirty. School doesn't start for another thirty minutes," Cameron said somewhat groggily. His parents were not happy when he arrived late but the party had already started so they kept him up afterwards to scold him for his tardy arrival.
    "He's here," Suzie said with wide eyes.
    "Who's here?" Cameron asked feeling as if he missed something already.
    "He wants to meet with you!"
    "Who wants to meet with me?"
    "Good morning, Cameron," the principal said as she strode up to Cameron and Suzie. "Suzie," she said acknowledging Suzie without taking her eyes from Cameron. The gaze she held on Cameron started to make his stomach turn as he wondered if he did anything recently to get himself in trouble.
    Then it occurred to him. Last night he had sang love song after love song, all by female artists, and all while either staring at or daydreaming of Morgan. He began to wish more than anything that he had managed some level of acting while on stage last night so as not to have obviously professed to the world his secret longing to be with Morgan. Given his past experience though, he knew he was doomed. Being out in a smallish town was exactly what he wanted to avoid.
    "Good Morning, Mrs. Schultz," Cameron said trying for a look of pure innocence and confusion.
    "Cameron, would you come with me to my office?" the principal said sending a cold, sickening feeling through Cameron. She didn't look upset or angry and Cameron had been to her office a number of times to receive accolades and awards but something about being sought out before school had even begun made him feel uneasy.
    "Sure," Cameron said attempting to play it cool. Looking at Suzie she smiled and gave him a thumbs-up, but he wasn't sure if she was saying congratulations or trying to tell him everything would be ok. Either way, the walk across the building was quiet. Cameron followed the principal close enough that she knew he was following her but far enough to discourage conversation.
    "Alice, hold all my calls please," the principal said to the secretary as they entered the main portion of the front office before heading further in toward her private office. "Mr. and Mrs. Boresky, thank you for joining us this morning," the principal said as they entered her office. Immediately, Cameron's face drained of color and sweat started soaking his clothes from head to toe. Cameron's mother showing up at his school was shocking but not unheard of. His father was a different story.
    Oh