"I guess I'm stuck forever by the glue... oh and you..."
Camila Soto was born into wealth, along with her twin brother Tomas Soto 2 minutes later. She grew to be a characteristic, caring, humorous and loyal girl. Despite her parents strong beliefs a...
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Every chapter from here may contain mentions of body issues. This is the only warning I will put. —————————
Camilas POV
I hated having substitute teachers. Not only am I not familiar with them, but it's a big fat waste of time. Nothing new is taught to us, therefore we learn nothing, making the whole lesson pointless.
So instead of using this lesson as a study period — on a subject which I had already spent countless hours studying — I used it to catch up on my beauty sleep.
"Oh Leo" I blush as I followed young Leonardo DiCaprio down a field of tulips, "you know my favourite flowers are tulips"
He stopped walking to turn to me, shining me that beautiful grin of his, "this whole field is yours, because im super rich and handsome and have lots of money to spend on you"
He takes my hand in his, our fingers intertwining as he looks down to me. My eyes scan his own, then they make their way down to his lips. My heart race increases as he begins to lean closer.
"Camila!"
I jolt up from the table I had my head rested on. I look around confused. This ain't a field of tulips. This is my history class.
I look forward to see Charlotte and Henry standing above my table, "morning sunshine" she laughed.
I frowned when I realised it was a dream, "Leonardo DiCaprio was about to kiss me! Why would you wake me up?" I huff, slouching in my chair. Henry and Charlotte both looked at each other, then turned back to me.
"Well tell Leonardo that you gotta get your butt to biology class" Henry smirked, offering his hand for me to get up. I quickly shooed his hand away from me.
"You're not Leonardo" I mumble.
Henry raises an eyebrow at me and his lips quickly seal tight. I could tell he was trying to hold in a laugh.
My hands reach for my backpack and I swing the handles over my shoulder.
I follow closely behind Henry and Charlotte as they made their way to the main lockers, where our lockers were. When we approached them, Gabriella was already standing at my locker.
"Hey Cam" she smiles, at me.
"Hey Brie" I reply. I press my thumb against the locker, letting it scan the finger print.
