Lauren/You One shots

Nerd

A/N: Yes. Heart eyes indeed Lauren Jauregui. Also I'm so sorry this is long as fuhhh. Also I didn't proof read cause... :/ sorry

"Out of the way nerd!"

You groaned as soon as your back hit the lockers. This was an everyday occurrence for the past four years and you've gotten used to the neanderthal that is Brad Simpson and his 'possy' treating you like this.

With a tired sigh you adjusted your glasses and bent down to collect your fallen books.

Lauren watched from afar, like she did everyday, silently fuming that, that no-lipped imbecile pushed you. She wasn't gonna let that fly. She snapped her fingers and immediately two freshman were by her side, eager to please the queen B.

"I want you to dig up dirt on Bradley Simpson ASAP. The most embarrassing information you can find," She ordered. "Now go," She shooed them away and the girls scurried away to go and complete their task.

Brad Simpson was going to pay.

Lauren turned her attention back to you. You were wearing your typical geeky attire, your signature shirts with corny sayings and all. It was horrendous but it was just so you, Lauren couldn't but find it endearing. She smiled fondly.

The bell rang and Lauren quickly ran into her next class, one she shared with you, eager to get to her seat that gave her the perfect view of the object of her affection. You.

The green eyed beauty sighed longingly and rested her chin on her palm, watching as you got all your supplies out and placed them neatly on the desk. She smiled when you folded your hands together on the desk. "I'm going to talk to her today," Lauren said determinedly when she felt the presence of her friends sit down next to her.

"Sure you are," Normani Kordei Hamilton, her best friend and second in command, rolled her eyes. "You say that everyday, Laurenza."

"Well today I actually mean it," She said with finality. Normani looked up from filing her nails and raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow at her as if to say 'yeah right'.

"I don't even know why you bother. I mean just look at the way she dresses," The fashionista made a disgusted face. Rainbow suspenders, Really? She was actually offended by the clothes you wore. They made her eyes hurt. She wanted to burn them. "I'll never understand your weird crush on that loser."

"Mani don't call her that," The softball captain chastised. Nobody messes with her baby. Well you weren't actually her baby but still she didn't like anyone calling you names. You didn't deserve it. You were such a sweetheart and it was one of the many things Lauren loved about you.

"She is actually really pretty. If you ignore all the nerdiness and focus on her face." Shay Mitchell, captain of the cheer squad, commented while twirling a strand of hair with her finger.

Lauren's head snapped towards the girl and glared daggers at the side of the brunette's head. What the fuck? This hoe! She was not allowed to be admiring her girl!

Lauren wanted to throw something at the cheerleader. A pen. A heavy book. Or a fist to her face.

They weren't exactly friends. They actually disliked each other a lot. All their interactions were filled with subtle jabs, snide remarks, and passive aggressive comments. They just rolled together sometimes because all the popular kids gravitated towards each other.

"Calm down Ralph. You're gonna snap that poor pencil in half," Dinah Jane Hansen, Lauren's other best friend, snickered. It was always fun to see the girl all riled up.

Lauren rolled her eyes and was about to retort when the teacher clapped his hands and began to teach the lesson.

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