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Chapter 39

*Camila's POV*
I wake up with Lauren's arms and legs entangled in mine. My phone buzzes loudly on my nightstand breaking me from the bliss feeling.
"Hello?" I groogily answer the phone. I didn't look at who it was calling when I answered it so I guess I'll have to find who it is.
"Karla, we will be home in about half an hour. Are you at home?" My mom says through the phone. Shît I had not expected them to be home so early.
"Uh... No... At Dinah's" I stutter.
"Ok well I'll see you... Whenever you come back" my mom says ending the call. I look at my phone clock and It's 8:30 in the morning. They must've started driving early to beat the traffic. I turn to Lauren who's peacefully sleeping next to me. I don't want to wake her up and rush her out of here. She's dealt with enough from me in the past 24 hours. I remove myself from her arms, secretly hoping she's a light sleeper so she will wake up without me having to wake her up but she falls back onto the bed and is still sleeping like a baby.
I bend over to retrieve my 1975 shirt from the floor and slip it over my head. Lauren's eyes flutter open and she sits up and lets out a long sigh.
"Morning, gorgeous" I say and she flashes me a grin.
"Morning. Why are you up so early?" she says, her voice hoarse.
"Uhhhh... Wanna go out for breakfast?" I say with a shrug, not wanting to tell her that my parents are coming back and would kill me if they saw me in bed with a girl.
"Sure." She says stepping out of bed.
I search my closet for clothes she could borrow. I grab her a white sweater and black leggings, close to her typical ensemble and myself a light pink sweater and ripped jeans originally bought without the rips but being my clumsy self, I've fallen and ripped both knees and somehow below my right pocket.
"Karla?" My Mom's voice echoes through the house. Great, she's here earlier than I expected.
"Shît" I curse under my breath.
"Who's that? Karla?" Lauren questions.
"My mom... Uh get dressed quick." I rush handing her the clothes and hurriedly taking off the large 1975 shirt and replacing it with the sweater.
"Karla, are you home?" My mom continues, her voice sounding like it's closer to my room.
"Who's Karla?" Lauren asks as she starts to pull on the leggings.
"It's my real name. Camila's my middle name but I like it better than Karla so pretty much everybody except my family calls me it." I button my pants and turn to my mirror and start to finger comb through my hair.
"You don't look like a 'Karla.' You're definitely a 'Camila.'"
"Exactly" I laugh.
My door slams open. Both of our heads dart to the opening.
"Who's this?" My Mother asks pointing to Lauren.
"Oh this is my g- my friend, Lauren." I say, almost letting the wrong word come out.
"Hi, I'm Lauren." She says with a smile sticking out her hand for my mom to shake.
"Call me Sinu." My mom says with a blank reaching out to shake Lauren's hand. She has always been very strict about who I hand out with. She has to know their family. That's why I can hang out with Dinah, Ally and Normani , because she has known their families and is friends with their Mom's. That's also why I was able to ""go out"" with Tate, because my mom and his mom were friends in high school and pretty much wanted us to date from the get-go. I'm afraid she's going to try to meet Lauren's parents who will talk about our relationship.
"Camila!" My sister shouts as she runs into my arms. I've been calling myself "Camila" since before she was born so she's used to it.
"Hey, Sof. How was your trip?" I say looking down at my 6 year old sister.
"Look" she says turning around and pointing at the glittery blue butterfly wings on her back.
"No way!" I gasp as I start to walk around her and she smiles with pride.
"You look like a butterfly queen!" I exclaim kneeling down beside her.
"Thanks." She says bashfully smiling down at the floor. I look over at Lauren who is smiling at my sister and I.
"Lauren and I were... Just going out" I say as I pop back up to meet my mom's gaze.
"Out?" My mom questions crossing her arms. I fiddle with a bracelet on my wrist.
"Yeah. To breakfast." I start. "We had an early cheer practice and now we're hungry" I lie because my mom would obviously have to know more if she found out that I quit cheerleading to spend more time with Lauren- well initially to get a job so I could eventually leave but now that I know I have some time, I'm taking it as an opportunity to be with Lauren.
"Ok. We'll be here. C'mon, Sofi" she says calling my sister and the two walk out of my room. When they're out of sight, I shut the door and lean against it letting out a sigh of relief.
"That was close" I say.
"What was close?" Lauren questions.
"If my mom found us... Like we were, I have no clue what would happen. I didn't know she would be home so early." I answer moving away from the door to where she is sat on my bed.
"And what about the cheer thing?" She asks.
"Oh I forgot to tell you... I thought you would notice. I quit cheer." I admit.
"What?! You love cheer!" She exclaims, her brows furrowed in confusion.
"Yeah but I need to get a job and start taking extra classes so I can leave" I say looking down, not wanting to see the expression on her face.
"You really wanna leave that bad?" Lauren asks sincerely.
"Yeah. I've told you, I'm sick of living in a place where I'm not accepted and where I have to lie to my family in order to have a place to live." I say, realizing that my words are actually very true- I have to lie about who I am in order to have a house and a family. My eyes burn and well with tears. Not again. I blink quickly in hopes that they don't fall out.
"Don't worry, You always have me." Lauren says wrapping an arm around my shoulder.
"I know." I say. I begin to imagine more about my future. I imagine getting off the plane to our new home, wherever it may be and taking in all the scenery which will be brand new at the time but will soon be home. I have that feeling to work for. A bliss feeling washes over me and I no longer want to cry. My life is only beginning in a matter of a year or two.
"How about that breakfast?" I ask Lauren with a smile as we exit the room. My new life is yet to begin.
A/n: I have so many plans for the sequel omg.