She's the Campus Prince

The following evening, in a lavishly decorated private dining room, Gwen grasped Cameron's hands with warm excitement.

"Cam, Iswear, never in my life did I imagine you were a girl," she said, her eyes sweeping over Cameron's androgynous outfit. "Now I'm dying to know what you'd look like in a dress."

Gwen's enthusiasm caught Cameron off guard. She was used to people insulting or attacking her, so that didn't bother her. She always gave it right back. Bat this kind of kindness, the overflowing warmth, left her unsure of how to respond.

Still smiling, Gwen continued, "I went shopping yesterday and saw a few dresses I thought were gorgeous, so I bought them. I just knew you'd look stunning in them."

Cameron said nothing.

Gwen let go of her hands and pulled over a small mountain of shopping bags, setting them right in front of Cameron.

"I wasn't sure of your size, so I got a few different ones. Why don't you try them on in the bathroom?" she offered with a hopeful gleam in her eye.

The private room had its own bathroom, and clearly, Gwen was looking forward to seeing Cameron in something feminine.

Before Cameron could even respond, Gwen had already nudged her into the bathroom and shut the door behind her.

Standing there, surrounded by more than ten shopping bags on the floor, Cameron finally came to her senses. 'I should've said no.

She opened the door.

Gwen was still waiting outside and blinked in surprise. "Cam, why didn't you try anything on?"

Cameron replied, "Thank you for the gifts, I really appreciate the thought. But I didn't earn any of this. I can't accept something like that for no reason."

Gwen's smile froze in place. Those dresses? Her son Xander had picked them out himself and insisted she deliver them to Cameron. And now Cameron was turning them down?

"Cam," Gwen said gently, "these were bought just for you. I've already removed the tags. They can't be returned. If you don't want them, I'll have to toss them." Cameron stared at her.

Toss them away?

Just like Xander had said before?

'Like mother, like son.'

She glanced at the brand logos on the bags. None of the items was worth less than five figures.

That would be an awful waste.

Finally, she relented. "Alright. I'll keep the clothes. But I believe in reciprocity, so I'll give you a gift in return. How about that?"

Gwen beamed. "Absolutely. Whatever you say."noveldrama

As long as Cameron was willing to take the clothes, that was all she needed.

Then she grinned again. "So, are you going to try one on now?"

Cameron shook her head. "I'll bring them back to my dorm and wash them first. I'll wear them later."

Gwen didn't press her. She was just happy Camemn had accepted them.

By then, the food they had ordered had been served. Although they didn't know each other that well, Gwen gave off a friendly, genuine vibe. Sharing a meal with her didn't feel awkward at all.

During the meal, Gwen sent a quick message to her son.

Gwen (Cam took the clothes. She even said she's giving me a gift later.}

"Yes!"

Xander had been glued to his phone, waiting for an update. When he saw the message, he practically jumped to his feet.

"Xan, did it work?" Tyrell's eyes went wide. "No way. Xan, are you finally getting a girlfriend?"

Xander raised an eyebrow. "Yup."

"No freaking way! Where is she? Igotta see this for myself," Tyrell said, buzzing with excitement.

Xander smacked the back of his head. "Calm down. You'll meet her eventually. And when you do, you're gonna lose your damn mind."

Tyrell squinted at him. “Lose my mind? What, is she model-level hot?"—

Xander gave a smug little scoff. If Cameron had been born in ancient times, she

would've been Helen of Troy, a face that could launch a thousand ships.

Then, just like they planned, Xander dialed Gwen's number.