She's beautiful, Camila thought. Well, at least the back of her was. Camila was all for seeing what she was about a few days ago, buy she had never gotten to it. She was afraid. They were in Chemistry class and Camila was staring at this mystery girl. The green eyed beauty was saying some stuff to Andy, a sophomore. He was moved up to the Junior/Senior classes because this kid is crazy smart. Camila noticed how the teacher never called on this girl, ever. He made eye contact after he asked a question, probably hoping she would oblige in answering. She never did. But somehow, the teacher never minded. She had so many questions about this girl. She would just go up and ask her, but she didn't want to sound creepy. She seems like a girl who's more reserved fof herself, anyway. Shit, Dinah must have caught her staring
"Mila, what are you looking at?" She asked, eventually following Camila's eyes after not recieving an answer.
"Are you really still upset about the other day?"
Camila sighed and shook her head. "I just want to know something about her. What is she like? How do you know she's gay? Why would that matter? What color are her eyes? Why do people call her a fucking bean?"
Dinah bit down on her bottom lip.
"Alright, Camila. She's slow. She had gotten into an accident a while back. I think it was about two years ago. It was at the summer kickoff of sophomore year. We used to be really tight. Then she just drifted away from me to make time with some girl. That was around the time she came out. I don't care that she's gay, but I use it against her. She was my best friend. People call her bean because no one really likes her. She's not straight, she's gay. Curvy or something... I didn't come up with the name." She shook her head. "Her eyes are some sort of bright green, but they can change."
Camila looked down and was just about to answer when the teacher came up to the two. "Miss Cabello, Miss Hansen. Anything you'd like to share with the class?" Camila totally avoided him and looked to see if the girl looked at her like everyone else was, but she didn't.
"No. Not at all." Dinah answered, just as the bell rang. The dark haired girl in her gray beanie was the first to rush out. She always was.
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Camila finished getting ready for the party. Her first real party. It was the beginning of sophomore year and she managed to get herself invited. It was mostly a junior and senior party but there were a couple sophomores, maybe even a freshman. This was Camila's first time drinking as well. The bitter liquid tingled down her throat as everyone chanted "Chug chug chug!"
They cheered once Camila drank the entire tequila bottle and carried on with their partying. Camila was tipsy as hell. She dropped the bottle without herself even knowing. She soon found out when she stepped on a piece of broken glass, and it went right through her flip flop. Camila gasped once she felt the glass enter the bottom of her foot. She started asking for help although no one could hear her over the loud music.
Soon, Camila felt a hand on her shoulder. Then an arm snake around her waist.
"Hey, baby. You seem a little tight..." A random guy breathed in her ear.
Camila didn't know what to do. Is this what people do when they come to parties? Is she supposed to follow him?
"Yes, and you seem like a douchebag." A husky voice came from behind. It was low, but loud at the same time. So that he could hear her over the music.
"Now go." She ordered.
For some reason, the guy left without a second thought. Camila looked over at the girl and giggled. She was extremely drunk.
"Heeeey I have stuff in my foot!" She yelled over the noise so that the girl can hear her
