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Chapter 25

*Camila's POV*
I arrive at school Tuesday morning searching the halls for Lauren. I am a little nervous about how it's gonna be after we kissed and all. I hope she really meant it, I know she said she wanted to come out right after she did but still.
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I finally spot Lauren outside of her locker.
"Hey" I great cheerfully.
"Hey" she says kinda blandly back.
"What's up?" I say meaning to sound concerned and not wanting an answer of 'nothing much, you?'
"Well I've just been up all night trying to figure out a way to tell Ansel that I don't want to go to homecoming with him"
"Lauren, you can still go." I say "I'm going with Tate to you know, take pictures and drive with but when we get there we don't necessarily have to stay with them the whole time" I step closer to her. I was thinking, leave our dates and sneak off to the bathroom to make out but we aren't really there yet.
"I don't know" Lauren says without making eye contact "I have to go." She rushes away. What did I do? Or rather, was it something that I did? I have no clue what it is but I decide to give her some space.
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Most of the day has gone by and I head to the cafeteria to meet Lauren for lunch. Maybe if she's feeling better, we can leave campus and go somewhere. I scan the room and find the table we were at yesterday, but no Lauren. I walk over and too the right what I see will be imprinted on my brain forever.
Lauren, in that fûck boy, Ansel's arms. He says something in her ear and she laughs and he moves his good for nothing hand down to her aśś. I have never felt so angry in my life. What did I do to get this straight girl who will never love me stuck in my sights. My eyes burn with tears and I rush to my usual lunch-breakdown-over-Lauren-spot: the bathroom. I blink my eyes after they are taken off that horrendous sight and when I open them I see Ally, looking concerned at the table. I turn away not wanting to face her sympathy right now and rush to the bathroom. If she really cared, she would have stopped it.
I enter the room and to my luck, nobody is there again so sink down onto the cold floor and rest my head between my knees. I feel so weak when I do this. I hate crying in public. If someone sees me, it's like I'm weaker and I hate being seen as weak. It's just my nature. As per usual, Ally walks in wanting to help. It's sweet and all. I k know what she's trying to do but I'm not some charity case.
"Camila?" She says as she opened the door. She spots me and I dart up.
"how'd you find me?" I say
"Lucky guess" she teases.
"I saw Lauren and Ansel" Ally says returning to a serious tone. Just the words 'Lauren and Ansel' makes me so upset and furious at the same time. I feel a big tear drop from my eye and Ally rests a hand on my shoulder.
"I mean how could she kiss me and try to come out to me and make me feel like she cared about me and then ditch me for some guy? I mean if she were straight, I'd have no problem with it but if she was just pretending to make me feel better, she did a terrible job because I feel worse." I vent.
Ally pulls me in for a hug and I cry on her shoulder.
How do I always end up in this position?