I feel like I'm going to have a panic attack as I sit in this driveway. Not an ounce of me wants to go into Cameron's house. There's too many memories, too many things I will remember about us.

I insisted on doing the tutoring at my house, but for whatever reason Katie was adamant about doing it here. I guess all of her stuff for the paper was here and she didn't feel like lugging it all.

Letting out a sigh, I close the door to my moms car behind me - that she so graciously let me borrow - and walk up the familiar stone gravel path. Cameron's house makes mine look like garbage, and that's saying something since I think my house is pretty nice.

Before I knock, I glance down at the sweatpants and sweatshirt I threw on, nodding my head before I tap my knuckles on the door. I needed to look like I wasn't trying. I don't want Katie to get the wrong idea.

"Hey!" She says cheerfully, her teeth all perfectly straight and white. "Thank you again so much for helping me with this."

I follow her into the kitchen and see a bunch of textbooks spread out all over the counter. She wasn't joking when she said there was a lot, and I start to wonder how much her bags cost to fly out here.

Wearing a crop top and a pair of short shorts, she parades around the kitchen, her tiny and toned body fully on display to me. I find myself becoming jealous, and I hate feeling that way, but I am. I don't go to the gym. I never have. My body isn't out of shape per say, but it definitely doesn't look like Katie's.

"So, what's the paper on exactly?" I scan the textbooks to see if I can figure it out, setting my backpack down onto a barstool.

"Molecular biology." She groans and puts her face into her hands. "I know nothing. I am a total and utter idiot in science."

"Hey, you're not an idiot." I tell her. "Science isn't an easy course. It's not like you're flunking gym."

This causes her to laugh, and finally the awkwardness begins to fade away. "Okay, so... the topic?" I ask.

She rummages through her folders to find some papers that she's printed off before she passes them over to me. As I scan through it, I don't even notice Cameron when he walks into the room. The fridge opens, and he has no shirt on, the muscles contracting effortlessly as he tries to find whatever it is he came down here for.

"I thought you were staying upstairs?" Katie asks and then sees the look of confusion I give her. "To give us quiet time to study." She clarifies.

"I am." He nods, and then gives me a sheepish grin. "Sorry, I just had to grab something to drink."

Passing a water bottle back and forth between his hands, it takes everything I have not to look at his chest. I know it probably got even more defined than before. I know it probably looks incredible.

I look back to the paper and clear my throat. "Okay, so structure and components of a gene..." I trail off, scanning more of the words. "How do molecules move in and out of a cell? Okay, so this won't be that hard. I actually know a lot about this. Do you have your sources gathered yet?"

She shakes her head. "No. I literally haven't done anything."

"That's fine." I tell her. "We'll just need to look through some scientific journals first then. You don't want to get any sources that aren't credible, like Wikipedia or something."

"Cameron." Katie repeats, and I don't realize it until now, but he's staring at me. He snaps out of whatever it was he was thinking about and stands up straighter.

"Sorry." He mutters and walks around to give Katie a kiss on the top of her head. "I'm going. Enjoy your paper writing."

Disappearing up the stairs, I steal a glance at his abs when he passes by and really wish I didn't. What used to be a six pack seems to have turned into an eight. He's so fit, and so tall. He's got a face that you'd remember for life. A face that I used to love watching while he slept. He's perfect.

"Sorry." She says, and then it looks like she's debating on whether or not to ask me something. "Okay, can we just get the awkwardness out of the way?"

My eyes widen as I nod, and I know instantly that he told her about us. Oh shit.

"Look, I know you dated in the past, and Cameron said it didn't mean anything, but I just need to make sure it's not weird for you being here. Do you still like him? Or are you over it too?"

It didn't mean anything?

That month, as short as it was, meant a hell of a lot to me. It was more than just a fling, and I thought he felt that way too. I guess I was wrong though.

"It's over and done with." I reassure her. "Honestly. I don't feel that way about him anymore, so you don't have to feel awkward. Cameron is just a good friend. That's it."

My phone goes off in my pocket, so I fish it out and see Maya's name light up on the screen.

Meet me at my job later! She writes. I want to show you where I work.

I text her back for the address and that I will before I shove the phone back into my pocket and refocus my attention on Katie.

"Can we get started now?" I ask, and even I can tell my demeanor has shifted. I don't want his words to hurt me, but they do. It looks like he's truly over us, and at some point I'll have to move on too. The five year plan was stupid anyways.

Sending me a tiny smile, Katie nods her head and opens up her laptop.

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