Cameron didn’t know what to say. He just watched her, as she poured her heart out. He starting feeling a pang of guilt. But he didn’t want to admit it. ”Caylx Frost.” he knew that girl. He had been watching her since arrived there. He didn’t know she was one of them.
”I, I don’t know what to say.” Cameron stuttered. ”I guess you won.” Cameron couldn’t face Mik. Instead, he just kept focusing on mud splattered floor. In his mind, he said to himself, ”Maybe I should just take off. Leave Mik, standing here alone.” Cameron stood there, clueless.
”Yes. Caylx Frost. Did I stutter?” Mikeyla placed her hands on her hips, watching him. ”You’ve got a lot to learn about this world, Cameron. Don’t you forget that. This wasn’t a competition. It was me putting you in your place.”
She folded her arms again, watching him. ”Don’t underestimate people and watch your damn mouth. Not everyone takes it as good as I do, a big mouth from a little boy.” Mik raised her eyebrow.