Camila still didn't know who she should date. It was either Shawn or Austin. Dinah was also in the race, but Camila could tell she liked Zendaya. Camila and Zendaya don't talk to each other as much, but they do talk, like in class.Camila groaned and flipped over, tightly shutting her eyes. She's been trying to sleep all night, and she couldn't. All because of some stupid boys.
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You were walking down the hallway when Hailee came up to you. You looked down at the shorter girl, raising an eyebrow.
"What's up, Hailee?" you asked.
"I - well," Hailee started, "How do I put this. Can you be a uh, tiny bit nicer to Cara?"
You stopped walking, causing Hailee to stop as well. You turned to look at her.
"Hailee," you sighed, "I am nice. I am kind. I just don't like new people. I don't like change. And it takes me awhile to get used to change. So, if I hurt Cara's feelings in anyway, please tell her I am sincerely sorry."
Hailee gave you a small smile, "Thanks, Y/N."
"No problem, Haiz. Now get to class."
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Dinah kept glancing at Ally. Now that she knew about her and Normani, it made since. Like the fact that the two always hung out with each other. And why Troy and Ally broke up. The break up between the two was so sudden, you couldn't even see it coming.
Ally hasn't noticed Dinah glancing at her. She's either been staring at the floor or Troy. Troy was talking with his friends. He looked like nothing happened between him and Ally. Well, before he did. Before he didn't get any sleep. But now, he's getting back onto his regular schedule.
" - Dinah, are you even listening?" Zendaya asked, snapping Dinah out of her thoughts.
Dinah gave her a smile, "Sorry. I was thinking, but continue?"
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You were walking around the school. Lauren was in after school tutoring for math. She has a B, but she wants an A. So, she decided to do it. And you were bored, and didn't want to go home.
As you rounded the back of the school, you saw someone sitting against the wall, strumming the guitar. You raised an eyebrow, and by the looks of it, it was Justin Bieber. Justin was a well-known guy in school. He played for the basketball team, and he can play guitar and sing. He's kind and polite to all, and doesn't judge people. You know all of this - why? Well, because you're you. You know everything.
"Hey Y/N," Justin spoke up, noticing you.
"Hi, Justin," you greeted him, "What're you doing back here?"
Justin sighed and frowned, "You know Selena, right?" you nodded, "Yeah, well, we got into an argument and now she's mad at me. This is like, the fifth argument this week. And I'm scared we're going to break up soon."
Justin and Selena are the school's power couple. Selena was a cheerleader, and she could also sing. Selena was also polite and kind to everyone.
"Oh," you frowned, taking your bag off and sitting down next to him, "I'm sorry."
"No - no, it's okay," he sighed, "I just don't know what to do..what should I do, Y/N?"
You licked your lips before speaking, "Honestly, Justin, you should just apologize. No matter what, the girl is always right. Even if she isn't. You know the saying, 'happy wife, happy life'? Yeah, well that's true. Even though she isn't your wife, it's still true. And after you apologize, do something special. Take her out or something."
Justin didn't respond, instead, he looked down at the grass, thinking about it. You're right. If Justin could just admit that he's wrong, everything would be fine. He and Selena won't break up, and they could be happy.
"Thanks, Y/N, I'll do that," Justin smiled, then paused, "Now, what are you doing back here?"
"I'm waiting for Lauren to be done with her extra math classes," you told him, "She has a B, but wants an A."
"Ah," he nodded, "Lauren's smart and pretty."
"Yeah," you sighed, "She's very beautiful."
"You two make a great couple," Justin smiled at you.
"Thanks, Justin."
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