Reagan sat in class daydreaming about Camden as the teacher droned on and on about the Civil War. Or some war. She and Camden were officially dating, but they had only kissed, with the exception of Jason’s party game. She wondered if he didn’t try to do more because of Ryan. But she didn’t really care why. At least she had someone that wanted to hold her hand while they walked down the hall together and made her feel special. And it didn’t hurt that he was cute.
Ryan was now dating Candy McLaughlin, the cheerleader. So they all sat together at lunch with Jason, who was all alone now since Kenzie’s family moved.
Candy’s signature pink jacket and constant high pitched giggling at Ryan was about to make Reagan go into a sugar coma. It’s like she tried to live up to her name. Candy was a total airhead and Reagan couldn’t wait until Ryan dumped her. Not only because she had to spend time with her, but she knew Ryan deserved better.
Being with Camden also kept Reagan from being holed up in her room all the time. She and Candy would hang out at Jason’s studio after school when the band practiced.
Because Taylor was now dating Link, occasionally she would be there too. As much as Reagan disliked Candy, at least she served as a buffer between her and Taylor because her highness would always politely engage in Candy’s silly conversations. Reagan was secretly pleased.
All in all, Reagan felt better than she ever thought possible after her miserable summer. Even so, she still thought a lot about Archer and couldn’t help but wonder how he was doing. Frankly, she missed him. Ami was right. He still held a place in her heart, but it wasn’t tiny, it was huge. She was grateful for Camden’s attention which mostly helped her forget, if only temporarily.
The bell mercifully rang and she escaped the boring lecture. Camden quickly found her in the hallway and slid his arm around her neck. “Hey gorgeous, I told Jason I ‘m gonna need to practice alone tonight.”
“Oh,” said Reagan. Disappointment colored the single syllable, “I thought we were all going to meet at Jason’s after school.” Why do I always sound whiny? she thought and cringed inwardly.
“Reaaagan…I don’t want to practice alone,” he said and his eyes twinkled, “You are coming with me. We can practice alone together.”
“Oh,” she said, and laughed to cover up her embarrassment. ‘Alone together’ had become a thing with them since the first time they got together. She had already refused sex with him once, and she had managed not to be ‘alone together’ since. She knew that was exactly what he wanted.
Camden laughed with her. “Can you swing it?”
She didn’t know how to get out of it. “Sure,” she said quickly, “I’ll tell my dad we are going to the movies.” She winced a little inside for so easily deciding to lie to her father about where they were going. At least he would know who she was with.
“I’ll pick you up at 7:00,” he said and winked at her.
Reagan’s dad liked Camden because he was a friend of Ryan’s, and they played in the band together with Jason. So when she told him they were going to the movies, he had no problem. “Have a good time,” he said smiling, “be home by midnight.”
Reagan had to stop herself from rolling her eyes. He was sooooo happy she was dating a “nice” guy. No, he hadn’t been in Juvie, but then Archer had a rough life. Not like Camden who has parents supportive of his dreams.
Camden actually came by his talent naturally. His great-grandfather, Jackson Day, was the lead singer for the popular metal rock band, Llama Kings. His parents probably hoped Camden might follow in his footsteps.
She wondered if maybe even her Dad had stars in his eyes. Sometimes, especially lately, the band would cover Llama Kings hits and she swore Camden sounded just like Jackson Day. If he went goth, he would probably look like him too, thought Reagan.
Camden picked her up and they headed over to the studio. Jason had promised they would be gone and no one would bother them. She had butterflies in her stomach the whole way there.
When they walked in, Reagan had a weird deja vu moment and flashed back to her and Archer going to his house alone the first time they had sex. She suddenly got even more nervous, if that was possible, because she knew that was what Camden was expecting. Only this time, it wasn’t her coming on to him.
Camden instructed her to get comfy on the couch while he lit a few candles and turned on the stereo. Reagan smiled at the romantic gestures and her nerves calmed down slightly. He walked over to the fridge and pulled out two beers. He handed her one as he finally sat down next to her.
“To practicing alone together,” said Camden toasting her with his drink.
Reagan giggled nervously and they both took a drink. She let the alcohol warm her insides and calm her. She figured he was going to start making out with her, but he surprised her.
Instead, Camden picked up his guitar and began to sing to her. When he finished, he put down his guitar and smirked at her. “I practiced my song,” he said.
“I liked it. I’ve never had anyone sing to me before,” she said.
He pulled her close and began to talk softly. “I’m glad you came to Jason’s party last summer. I watched you hanging with that rough gang. I was secretly glad when Ryan jumped Kendall and you guys broke up. He’s an ass. You deserved better.”
The mention of Archer brought back that feeling of dread. Plus, she still cared about him and his words hurt. Reagan stiffened in his arms. “He was nice to me,” she said, her tone more defensive than she intended.
“Hey, I’m not?” He gave her puppy dog eyes and it was adorable.
She giggled. “Yes…you’ve been very nice.”
Camden took her beer and sat it down. He pulled her back next to him and kissed her. She closed her eyes and tried hard not to think of Archer as they kissed. She wished, he hadn’t brought him up. Camden felt different. His body was a little smaller and while hard, it wasn’t hard like Archers. She missed the way he felt on top of her when they had sex.
She pulled back. She needed to stop thinking about Archer. He was gone out of her life forever and she was with Camden. “I’m sorry, I just need another drink,” she said and took a long drink of the beer.
“Are you nervous?” asked Camden, seemingly confused.
She was nervous, but maybe a little excited too. She wondered what Camden would think when he found out it wasn’t her first time. God, was she really going to do this?
When she didn’t answer, he tried to calm her. “I brought condemns, we’ll be careful. You know, we could go to the hot tub and skinny dip. Get warm and relaxed. Do it there.”
“Oh, I….don’t know…” she stammered at his boldness. Now that there was no doubt, she was terrified. Could she do this? It didn’t seem the same, like it was just expected. With Archer she felt worshiped. With Camden she felt used. Suddenly she wasn’t so sure she was ready.
“Oh….are you a virgin?” he asked, stammering, “I thought, well, you and Kendall … why else would he even go out with you?”
Reagan slapped Camden before she even knew what she was doing, his words hurt so badly. “I need to go now!” She started to cry, but she didn’t know if it was because she felt bad for slapping him or she missed Archer.
“Holy fuck, Reagan,” he exclaimed angrily and put his hand over his face. Then when he saw her crying he softened. “Hey, Look, I’m sorry. Please stay. I didn’t mean it like it sounded. It all came out wrong. I mean, I thought you wanted to… or knew what we were going to do … Hell, you suggested the bathroom at Jason’s party. I’m really sorry, stay with me, please. We can turn on a movie or go relax in the hot tub – swimsuits on.”
Now she felt bad for slapping him and he was so cute begging. “Just a movie?” she asked.
“Yes. Come here,” he said and kissed her.
Camden pulled back and looked in her eyes. “I’m sorry….Forgive me….Please?” He punctuated each phrase with little kisses.
After he said please, Reagan finally kissed him back. Right away, he began to put his hand under her shirt and she stopped him. “No. Camden, you said a movie.” She was upset he was still pushing things.
“Let’s just see where it goes.”
“I’m going home. I’ll call Ryan.”
“No!” he said adamantly.
“Why not?” she challenged.
“Because he’ll never speak to me again. Or worse, he’ll beat the shit outta me.”
Reagan couldn’t help it. She started to laugh. She thought it was funny that he was afraid of her brother after the way Ryan got beat up by Archer.
“What’s so damn funny?” he asked pouting.
“I’m sorry Cam…”
“Camden,” he corrected.
“Camden. You come across as this hunky, sexy, badass, lead singer and I was flattered that you wanted to go out with me.”
She looked at him and her smile faded. “Was it just to put another notch in your bedpost?”
“Reagan, no,” he said in earnest, “I told you. I’ve wanted to go out with you, but Ryan….”
“I swear…ask him. I think he only finally agreed to ‘allow’ it because you were still broken up over Kendall.”
“Allow it?” Reagan was incredulous. “Ryan doesn’t decide who I can go out with!” But after what Ryan pulled with Archer, she actually believed Camden. But that didn’t give him the right to try to make her have sex if she didn’t want to. “I can’t do this yet,” she said soberly, “I’m not ready. Please, just take me home.”
“Well fuck Reagan. When will you be ready? I’m ready.”
“I don’t know,” she said angry and hurt.
“Fine, lets go,” he grumbled.
Reagan quickly got up. She knew he was pissed, and their relationship was probably over. But she didn’t care. At least he didn’t try to force her.
A/N: Two things…
First – If you want to find out why Jason Blake went missing last chapter, you can read about it here in Lonestar’s The Hourglass.
Second – A shout out to a couple of Casting Call sims that appeared in this chapter:
Sweet Candy McLaughlin submitted by Lisabee2
Handsome Camden Hammond submitted by Pammiechik