Apparently I needed all of my senses checked. I thought I heard her say she loved me. I thought I was seeing Arianna leaning in closer to me. I thought I could smell the shampoo that got her hair so curly. I thought I felt her hand stroke my cheek. I thought I could taste her lips pressed against mine. Had we just kissed? If so I didn't want it to stop. She made every part of my body feel something. Sadly those feelings had to end. We heard her mom unlocking the door. We rushed to sit on the couch like nothing had happened.
"Arianna we're back." Her dad was there too. "Oh. Camille I didn't know you were coming over." She gave Papi a look.
"I know Miss Martinez. I was just leaving. The show just ended." Thank God for TV and good timing.
I got up, gave her parents a quick hug and a smile, and ran out of there. On my 2 minute walk home, 2 million things were running through my head. Like what had just happens? Why had she let it happen? And when would it happen again? Arianna gave me something Jimmy didn't. I didn't know what it was yet, but I liked it.
I walked in the house looking crazy. "Honey-" my mom tried to talk to me but I wasn't paying attention. I just went to my room and fell asleep with a smile on my face.
The next day at school was pure hell. I had told Jimmy the truth, and he'd made it his mission to humiliate me. He had told everyone in school my secret. I was the lesbian that played the pretty boy.
On the last day of finals week, Arianna and I met in the parking lot after school. She held me and kissed me like no one had ever before. At that moment it felt like someone wanted me. It felt like she cared. I felt special. And it was only this way with her. And now I had a whole summer to explore those feeling with her.
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Teen FictionCami is the type of girl who thinks she has it all together. She's a freshman in high school, she's in a stable relationship, and is about to turn 16. From the outside looking in, she has a pretty decent life. But in actuality, Cami is still trying...