Chapter 2. Camila does not have a thing for the random nerd

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Camila downs her first beer in a few large gulps and tries to ignore the doe eyes Jasons friend keeps making at her.
They're deep in conversation about some math nonsense Camila doesn't understand, but every time she glances over the girl, Lauren, what a stupid name, is always either looking at her or looking away like she'd just been caught.
Determined to focus on Dinah rating the boys in the bar for manliness, coolness and general attractiveness, Camila turns her back on the pair of geeks jammed into a tiny bar table and scanned the room, subtly pointing out a tall brunette gesturing to his friends with exaggerating motions.
He's wearing a heavy layer of guyliner, "how about that one?" Dinah smirks, twitching an eyebrow. " that one being blake reed? " from personal experience, 7 out of 10 manly 4 for coolness once you get him on his own, and he would be an 8 for attractiveness, but his sheets were nasty and once you know that about a guy he drops considerably.
So 6, I guess. A begrudging 6." Norman takes a sip of her beer and then offers it to Dinah in a salute. "True facts, my friend, very true."
She glances at Camila, who is somehow looking over at Jason and Lauren again. "Are we boring you?" Shawn pounds his beer back and gestures at the bar guy to bring another round over, sliding his bottle onto the bar surface.
"Yeah, Camila, you are looking pretty distracted. " Camila swears internally at being picked on, but then realizes who is sat behind Lauren and Jason with a triumphant smirk, and jerks her chin. " Dunno what're talking about, I'm just giving Austin the evils.
Asshole stepped on my right Achilles, could have put me out for the season." " So you head-butted him, " Shawn remarks dryly, picking up two sweating beers and passing one to Dinah, the other to Normani before grabbing his own.
"Yeah, I headbutted him. You saw. " Camila says, deadpan, swiping her own drink and picking at the label with her thumbnail.
"That's a sign of sexual frustration. " Dinah snickers, gesturing at Camila's hand.
"Plus, attacking members of our own team is pretty severe aggression, even for you. You need to get laid. Want a wingman? " Camila rolls her eyes " I don't need a wingman to pick up a dude.
You just walk up to them, say, " Hey, wanna bang?" and nine out of ten they say yes.
The other time they usually have a girlfriend who gets mad about it, but hey, you win some, you lose some. " " who said anything about a dude?" Normani snickers. Dinah grins, "well don't go home with reed. Waste of time." Shawn pipes up, leaning his elbow on the bar " what about that guy?" he subtly at a big blonde dude with a holster beard, and Camila groans.
"Alex? Shit, I slept with him the first year, and he never stopped calling me." Normani cracks up laughing, "oh I totally remember that. He kept asking Jason for your schedule. Hilarious." "For you maybe," Camila grumbles, but begrudgingly smiles. "Nah, I do have the energy to burn though. You guys wanna head into the city and go dancing?"
Shawn shakes his head, glancing at his watch. "Jason and I have to go, he's got a doctors appointment at 8 tomorrow and I have a meeting with Fusco for our final project.
You kids have fun though. "He downs the rest of his drink, while Dinah and Normani exchange glances and then nod. "Sure, I'm in." Normani jerks her chin at Lauren who is just saying goodbye to Jason, and Shawn squeezes past them to grab his boyfriends hand.
"Should we invite her?" Camila keeps a disinterested look on her face and shrugs.
"Sure, more the merrier, right ?" " You totally have a thing for her, " Dinah says, confidently, and Normani blinks taken back.
"Really? She doesn't seem like your type..." "she's not." Irritated, Camila knocks back the rest of her beer and threads her way over to the table, waving at Jason.
Lauren already has her coat on and looks like she's ready to bail. "Hey, we're going to grab a cab and go dancing. You wanna join?" She sounds gruffer than she meant to, but Dinahs comment has annoyed her. She doesn't have a thing for this random nerd. Lauren looks torn, and then shakes her head, wrinkling her nose and giving Camila a lopsided grin.
It's annoyingly cute. "Naw, I'm not dressed for it and I have a busy day tomorrow. Maybe some other time?"  "Uh sure." Camila keeps a blank, disinterested expression on her face as Lauren swings her chair back under the table, and makes to leave.
" it was good to meet you, Camila." Her name sounds nice in Lauren's mouth, and Camila inexplicably blushes. Camila never blushes. "You to, bye."
She doesn't even wait for Dinah or Normani to pay, just plunges through the crowd and into the fresh air, breathing the crisp night in and furrowing her eyebrows.
She wonders if she's getting sick, feeling a little hot and flushed, but maybe she's just drunk.
She checks the time on her phone and shrugs.
Three beers in an hour and fifteen minutes, not at all a lot for Camila.
Normani and Dinah are snickering as they bust out of the doors to the bar and take one of Camila's arms each, who immediately shoves them off, as she always does, but  then they burst into song as they amble toward the taxi rank.
"Camila and Lauren, sitting in a tree KISSIN.."
They don't get the G out because Camila reaches under both of their coats and with an expertise born of practice, gives them both an enormous wedgie, cutting their stupid song off with curses and hopping.
She smirks as they try to fish their underwear out of their buttcracks and hails then taxi.

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