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Chapter 44

*Lauren's POV*
After school, I meet Camila in the parking lot, as per usual, to meet up and study for our senior courses. We're a quarter of the way through them and they think that if we try really hard, we can make it to enroll in college. We've started our applications already. We agreed that our dream school is NYU but we of course picked multiple safe schools near each other.
"Hey Camz" I say meeting her at the door. The taunting and jeering has become limited but when it happens, it's gotten easy to ignore.
"Hey. Ready to 'study'" she says with air quotes.
"What do you mean 'study'" I say miming her air quotes.
"It's kinda like 'Netflix and chill' except you know, before Netflix existed, people would go over to 'study'" she says, repeating the air quotes.
"Alright I still don't get what you're saying" I laugh, feeling dumb for not getting my girlfriend's terms.
"We're making out, Lo" Camila says.
"What? Camz, we really need to get on top of this." I say, feeling annoyed that she would rather hook up than study so we can get the hell out of here. It was her idea after all...
"But I'm tryna get on top of you" Camila says with a smirk.
"Stop being a fûckboy. These courses are hard and we aren't going to pass unless we study." I say pushing her arm lightly.
"Yeah but-"
"No buts, we are studying." I scold her, pointing a finger.
"Alright, mom" she says rolling her eyes.
"Every time you get a question right, I'll kiss you" I make a deal.
"Ugh fine. Not that fun though..." She groans.
"Would you rather make out in your parents basement in a shîtty town or in an apartment in the city?" I ask.
"Both" she smirks.
"You're difficult" I joke.
"You're hot" she replies as we get to her car out of sight from anyone else. She puts a hand around my waist and kisses my neck.
"You're being such a fûckboy today, Camz what has gotten into you?" I laugh pushing her off.
"I don't know... All this school is draining me. I wanna have fun" she complains.
"We'll have fun in college far far away from her. We just have to get there" I reassure her.
"Yeah..." She trails off and snakes her hand around my waist again.
"Get in your car, go" I say grabbing the hand and dragging her to the driver's seat of her car.
"I'm sexually deprived, Lo!" She groans.
"You're just a fûckboy" I laugh when she's in her car.
"Brat" she jokes.
"I'm your brat" I smirk and lean over and kiss her cheek. She smiles and blushes and I head to my car and follow her back to her house.
A/n: fûckboy Camila was fun to write lol