Algebra Blessings

One

                  

An entire three months of Algebra was wasted for Camila. It's not that she didn't enjoy learning, and it wasn't like she didn't care enough to not listen, there was just something far more entertaining to pay attention to than her teacher. Lauren Jauregui - the green eyed beauty who sat exactly two rows away from her - held her gaze captive for the entire duration of class. Every day, Camila would open her spiral notebook to make it look like she was taking notes but rested her head in her hand and watched Lauren instead.

At first the young brunette reprimanded herself, insisting that staring at a girl she's never talked to before was creepy, but came to the conclusion that if there was something she liked to look at, she would.

Camila felt something hit her desk that broke her away from the one-sided staring contest with Lauren. She looked down, finding a note folded on top of her binder. She sighed, knowing it was from her best friend, but opened it anyway. ASK HER OUT. She quickly scribbled out a response, folded it back up, and passed it to the only desk separating Camila and Lauren. YOU KNOW I CAN'T. Dinah read.

The bell rang and everyone collected their belongings. Camila packed up slowly like Lauren who took her time and unlike everyone else who wanted to get out of class as quickly as possible. Dinah tapped her foot beside Camila's desk, waiting for her to stand up. She knew Camila purposely packed her things slow just to follow Lauren out of class, down the hall and to the lunch tables. Which was exactly what happened every. Single. Day.

Dinah walked next to Camila who walked behind Lauren who walked to her usual empty lunch table. She was kind of a loner. But it's cute. Dinah heard Camila's words in her head. Camila quickly sat down at the table across from Lauren's, pushing a freshman out of the way unconsciously. Dinah apologized for her.

"She's going to file a restraining order against you once she realizes you stalk her." Dinah spoke.

Camila rolled her eyes. "I don't stalk her I just... admire her from afar." She pulled a sandwich out of her bag and took a bite. Lauren was reading a book. She occasionally flipped the page and tossed a grape in her mouth. Camila sighed, resting her chin in its usual spot in her hand. "She's so cute."

"I swear if you don't go and talk to her one of these days I'm going to. You know I will." Dinah threatens.

"What am I even supposed to say to someone as beautiful as her? She's out of my league."

"Just go say hi or something. It's not rocket science." She shrugs.

"Really? Just say hi and walk away?" Camila frowns at Dinah.

"You don't think it's that simple? Watch." Dinah stood up and walked right up to Lauren. Oh god what is she doing? Camila thought as she sunk down in her seat. "Hi." She heard the taller girl say.

"Hello." Lauren responded with a smile.

Camila's mouth hung open as Dinah marched back over to the table and sat down. "Boom." Camila groaned and let her head fall to the hard surface in front of her. "One word, that's all." Camila groaned, her head still planted on the table.

If Dinah can do it, I can do it. It's really not that hard. Just say hi. She's just a classmate. You're not getting anywhere with your staring. You need to fucking talk to her. She continued giving herself a small pep talk for a few seconds. "I'm gunna do it." The high schooler sat up abruptly. "I'm gunna do it, Di. I'm really gunna do it." She swung her legs over the bench and stood up with determination.

Dinah watched in amusement as her shy best friend approached the girl. She was sure Camila would chicken out at the last second and wanted to witness it. The taller girl had her arm crossed as she watched Camila.