If It Makes You Happy

Chapter 1

I stared off into space as my Human Sexuality teacher discussed the topic of intersex. I would normally pay attention to my teacher, but this was a subject I knew all too well about. I wasn't necessarily intersex, but my parents were under the impression that I was due to the doctors telling them that I was. My family forced me to go to some meeting for kids who were 'different', as much as I hated that place it allowed me to meet my friend Normani. She was like me in the sense that we were both born as a female, but with male genitals. Normani and I have been inseparable ever since after meeting in that group meeting.

"Lauren, could you tell the class what are some different ways that intersex people could be labeled?" Mrs. Robinson asked.

"I don't know" I said.

"Liar" some kid said from the back of the room.

"Alright, Brad that is enough" Mrs. Robinson said.

"Shut the fuck up no lip Brad" Normani said.

I couldn't help but chuckle at my friend's words, but my teacher didn't find it funny and sent Normani to the principal's office. It's not like Normani wasn't used to be sent to the office, but she never got in trouble seeing as her dad was the principal.

When the bell ranged, I got up to gather my things but Brad knocked my books to the floor and high fived his best friend Jacob and left the classroom. I sighed and started picking up my stuff from the floor and putting it into my backpack. As I zipped up my backpack, I looked out the classroom door and saw Camila Cabello standing against her lockers talking her friends Dinah and Ally. Camila was a special case for me.

Camila and I have been best friends since preschool and I mean literally. We only became friends because she liked my picture book and wanted me to share it with her. So I did since it seemed to make her happy. In fifth grade, she told me she watched a movie when her parents were sleeping and saw two girls holding hands and kissing and said that we should do that. So I agreed to make her happy. In eighth grade, Camila found out I was different from most girls. I still remember it vaguely.

*Lauren's Flashback*

I was sitting on the floor drawing in my sketch book when Camila entered my room in her cheerleading uniform. She stripped off her cheerleading uniform and stood in just her bra and panties until she went to go lay down on my bed.

"It's so hot outside" Camila said.

"Well it is Florida" I said.

"Why didn't you stay to watch me practice?" Camila asked.

"I don't know" I shrugged and went back to drawing in my sketch book.

This was a total lie. I knew why I didn't stay it was because I couldn't deal with all those guys saying gross things about what they wanted to do to Camila while watching her do her routine from the bench. As much as I wanted to tell them to fuck off but I knew that wouldn't happen because I'm me, so instead I thought it was best to not go at all.

"But you never miss any of my practices. Plus I like when you're there" Camila said.

"You do?" I asked, looking up from my sketch book.

Camila got off my bed and sat on the floor next to me. She took my sketch book out of my hands and placed it on the floor.

"I want to kiss you. Is that okay?" Camila said.

I nodded my head as Camila's brown eyes stared back into mine. "I mean yes" I said.

"Don't be nervous Lauren. It's not like we haven't done this before" Camila said, grabbing my hand and holding it before leaning in to connect our lips.