Third Wheel it is

"I'm going to go see what Cameron is up to anyways," you tell Mark. They're still there eating, so you figure you'll finish your food first. Once you gulp down the rest of your bacon and eggs, you get up to walk over to her table.

Just then though, you hear a plate clatter to the floor. You look over and see it's from Cameron's table. She just threw a plate at Jake! He's sitting there with a stunned look on his face, his shirt spattered with bacon and eggs and grease. Everyone in the breakfast area is silent and watching, except for the distinctive clattering of wooden shoes as a girl in a big black sunhat and black clothes hurries her way out of the back.

"FUCK YOU!" Cameron roars before walking furiously away from Jake and past you out the other way. You start to piece together what happened. Jake is still sitting there motionless. You glance at Mark and his eyes are wide.

You hurry out of the breakfast area after Cameron. You hear someone thundering down the stairs and assume this must be her. You skip 2, 3 steps at a time until you finally catch up to her.

"Cameron,"

"Fuck off, Aaron," she interjects.

"I just want to make sure you're okay,"

"OKAY?! HOW WOULD I BE OKAY?!" she yells.

"Okay, sorry, I just meant that I wanted to be here for you," you say, trying to calm her down.

"I DON'T WANT," she stops and pauses for a moment, "Thank you, but I'm not really feeling up to being around anyone right now."

The two of you reach her door and she walks in, she's wearing short gray sweatshorts and a cropped gray hoodie, morning clothes. She grabs a suitcase and begins packing clothes into it.

"Where are you gonna go?"

She stops packing for a moment, "I don't know, maybe Ellie or someone's room, if they have room. Maybe Kelly and I could switch and I could room with Stacy and that whore could stay here and fuck Jake all night long."

Ah, so there it is. Kelly was the one. You're a bit confused by Jake's decision making here, Kelly was certainly hot and you can understand the desire to fuck her, you'd definitely be down. But Cameron is definitely the better catch, why risk her for someone in a definitely lower tier. He must have been drunk.

"Well, anything you need, let me know okay?"

She again stops packing and stands still, not looking at you, just straight ahead. Then she turns and looks at you, her eyes moist, "I'm sorry I yelled at you, I shouldn't have done that."

"It's fine-"

"No, it's not," she says walking towards you, "It's not fine, and I really do appreciate you being here with me. You've always been the friend I trust the most," she finishes, putting a hand on yours and mustering a smile.