Lauren Jauregui Imagines

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I wake up to my alarm clock blaring. Ugh! It's time for school. Don't get me wrong, I love learning but I just don't like the people there especially the schools badass, Lauren Jauregui.

Everyone is scared of her including me. She's never done anything to me but I see how she treats some of the other kids.

Anyways time to get ready. I grab my school clothes and a towel and walk into the bathroom. I do my necessities and walk out.

I walk back into my room and grab my shoes. I lace them up and put my glasses on. I pick up my school bag and walk downstairs.
I place my bag on the floor and walk into the kitchen.

Mom has already served a plate of breakfast for me.

"Good morning mom." I say before starting to eat my food.

"Good morning sweetie." She says looking for her car keys so she can drop me off. Ever since kindergarten she's been dropping me off at school because she doesn't want me to ride the bus because in her words, it's too dangerous.

Anyways I finish my food and put the plates in the dish washer and grab my school bag. My mom and I head out and get in the car.

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We arrive at school and I give my mom a quick kiss on the cheek and scurry off into my school. I take all my books out of my bag and put my bag in my locker.

For first period I have science. That's good, at least I don't have to start off my day with Lauren in my class.

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The day goes on and now it's time for fourth period which is Math. This is the class I have with the Jauregui bad ass.

Like I said, she doesn't bother me but she sure does love interrupting the class. I walk into class and greet Mrs.Roberts and grab my seat which is in the very front row.

Class has started and we're taking down notes. A few seconds later I hear the door open. It's her.

Everyone is staring even me. Lauren's freaking beautiful but I just don't like how she treats people. She can be the prettiest person alive but with an attitude like that she might not get far. As she's walking to her desk she passes my desk. I'm still staring at her. She looks at me and that makes me avert my eyes to my notes.

She takes a seat and starts chatting with her friends.

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We're still in math class but it's almost over in about three minutes. Right now Mrs.Roberts is passing out the test from yesterday so we can see our grades.

I'm not trying to sound cocky or anything but I'm sure I did well.
She places my test face down on my desk. I pick it up and flip it over. I got a 96. That's not bad.

I turn to look at the people around me and it seems that they're content with their grades except one person.

Lauren picks up her test and her perfect eyebrows knit together. Her face shows confusion. Her facial expression quickly changes and she crumples her paper up and throws it.

She meets my gaze once again and I quickly spin around in my chair and look forward.

Seconds later the bell rings and everyone gets up except me. Before anyone can leave the teacher speaks up.

"Lauren and (Y/N) please stay after class, I need to have a word with you." This causes Lauren to huff and stop where she's at. As soon as the kids left Ms.Roberts locked the door. I stood up and walked to her desk where she was standing at. She waved Lauren over and she trudged over.