Lauren
"I have aspirin, vitamin C and a pack of gummy bears.." Sam spoke as I hung my legs over his desk, watching him rummage within his bag
"I'll take them all" I replied, snatching the gifts from within his palm
He glanced up at me with a disappointed stare I was more than used to by now "You'd think the hangovers would be a reason to go easy on the partying mama!"
"Shut up, I like my night time shenanigans, lord knows I need the alcohol more than ever right now!" I rolled my eyes but couldn't help but notice Sam's persistent stare "What!"
"What to you! Your class is a dream, you even said so yourself!"
I rolled my eyes as I swallowed the aspirin within my palm "It is! Apart from that Camila girl, she's a fucking headache!"
He rounded the desk to sit in his expensive leather chair "Go easy Lo.. she's really been through it!"
"Yeah!" I scoffed "She's putting me through it right now! At least she's pretty, I'd be rioting by now if she wasn't!"
Sam laughed at my comment before scratching at his already tired brow "She's gorgeous, but not the point!" He explained "I'm serious, as hard as it is for you to act your age.. at least try to cut her some slack!"
I couldn't stop my eyes from rolling as I began chewing on the warm candy from within Sam's bag "She doesn't seem to be much of a charity case to me!"
"Yeah, and you don't look like one either! Rolling in money and wearing a Rolex" I scoffed again at his below the belt comment "Did you even read her file?"
"Yes!" I gasped sarcastically "It was first up on my list of priorities!"
"Cut it out!" He replied, playfully slapping my arm "When you get a moment please do! It's important, the last thing I want is you and your mouthy attitude causing me hours worth of paperwork!"
I jumped down from the desk with a wink that I knew instantly to annoy the well groomed man in front "Can't make any promises! I'm a very busy woman!"
"Mhmm!" He mocked as I grabbed for the office door "Enjoy daydreaming and sipping your red-bull!"
Camila
It was crazy how anal Lauren was about being prepared for her class when she couldn't even bother to turn up on time! I'd been sat here for ten minutes at least and only now did she decide to walk through the door
She looked insane today, skin tight black jeans and a thin lace choker only the start of what was a piece of art in its self! Even her hair, glowing all the way down to the bottom of her hips with a messy edge that had my mouth watering shamefully
"Sketch books out! Camila, come and get some supplies!" She spoke, clearly learning fast that I didn't have anything of my own! I wondered to the front of the class with a smile, breathing in her intense but attractive perfume before noticing her delicate black painted fingernails
"You're going to have to buy your own soon! After this week I'm not going to enable your absence of equipment!" She spoke, shoving her pencil case into my palm
I sighed "Looks like I'll be painting in my own blood then!"
Her brow cocked in disapproval "You have time to go out to the store, it doesn't take long!"
"I have too much time you're right, but no money unfortunately!" I grunted back "Can't all be rich like you now can we!"
The look back was remarkable, offended almost but it was true. She scoffed under her breath with rolling eyes and a shaking head before reaching back down into her bag to grab what looked to be a huge wad of cash

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MY LITTLE ARTIST
Fanfiction*Extreme Smut Warning* Camila had always resented her chaotic upbringing, living on the edge of everything a constant battle between exhaustion and fear. When she starts her new college journey she wanders if maybe things could be different, better...