Camila
"You know...." Jack smiled. "The fall formal is coming up-"
"I'm not going." I cut him short.
"What? Why not?"
"Cause." I shrugged, scooping up sand and my hands and watching it fall out between my fingers.
"In 30 years, you're gonna look back on your high school memories and remember what? The dances, the parties-"
"Cool. I'm not going."
"It's your last senior fall formal. Why wouldn't you want to go?"
"I don't even have a date." I shrugged.
"I'll be your date." I furrowed my eyebrows at him, and turned to him.
"You'd really be my date?"
He shrugged, nodding. "I'd have the hottest date in school."
"I'm gonna nominate you for queen too." I burst out laughing, but then stopped when I realized he was serious.
"Don't nominate me." I chuckled, shaking my head.
"Too bad I'm going to."
"No one would vote for me."
"I would."
"Wow, I'd win by a landslide then." I laughed.
"Camila, I'm serious. People would vote for you."
"Why on earth would they vote for me? I'm crazy to all of them."
"But you're better than all the other girls who usually end up winning."
"Wow, I'm better than all of the real life Barbie dolls, there's a step up."
"Come on, you're great."
I turned to him, and smiled.
"Are we going as friends then?"
It took him a minute to respond, but he just sort of smiled, and nodded. "Friends."
"I guess we're going to formal together."
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Fanfiction"This place is stupid." "It's a school for aspiring actors, actresses, singers, dancers, all that-" "I still hate it because it's still a high school." //Camila Cabello, Jack Gilinsky\\
