Lauren sat at the front row of the class, scribbling on her sketch book silently. She was trying to block the chaotic atmosphere of her classroom. She had no idea what the fuss was about; sometimes a bunch of jocks bragging about their games, or bunch of girl, fangirling, or kids gossiping about the latest gossip-bullshit that's happening in or out their school, either way, she wanted nothing to do with them.
"You do it again."
Lauren jumped at the sudden comment and turned her head towards the voice, only to find Justin with a smirk on his face. Justin sat behind Lauren, so he had his body stretched to the front and his head peeking over Lauren's shoulder.
"You scared me, dude." Lauren sighed as she turned her chair around to face Justin. She brought her sketch book and put it on her friend's table, as the blonde boy sit back on his chair.
"Why don't you just tell her?" Justin asked.
"What do you mean?" Lauren answered with a question as she raised her right eyebrow up and smirk at him.
Justin rolled her eyes at the pun. The deal was; Justin showed Lauren a poem he wrote for English class, two months ago. The poem was about girls; specifically about his girlfriend, Ariana, where he doesn't understand her most of the time.
"I mean this," Justin said, as he flipped through Lauren sketch book and showed her page by page. There were her sketches of her best friend, Camila Cabello, doodles of her name and Camila in a heart and a lot more things of Camila related in the sketch book.
Lauren blushed as Justin pointed to her new scribble, where she wrote 'Lauren Michelle Cabello-Jauregui <3 Karla Camila Cabello-Jauregui'.The truth was, she has loved Camila since they became friends. But for the sake of their friendship, she keeps it to herself. The only person who knows about this, was only Justin.
"Dude, for the sake of the god of love, grow a pair and ask her out!" Justin pushed. His tone was loud, but not loud enough to make everyone in the classroom to stop talking and turn their attention to them.
"Shhh! Would you tone down a bit?!" Lauren said, shushing him, "You know the reason, Justin," Lauren sighed.
"But you've been in love with this girl for what, like four years?"
"Three years and seven months," Lauren said, correcting him.
Justin rolled his eyes and smack Lauren's arm, "That's not the point, dumbass!"
Lauren sighed, "What happen if I tell her about my feelings and things got awkward after that? Is that wrong that I don't wanna ruin our friendship?"
"You don't know that," Justin shrugged, "What if she likes you back?"
"Well, there's a higher chance that she don't,"
Justin groaned, "Ugh, you are so..." he paused, as he made a signal using his both hands like he wants to choke her.
Lauren let out a soft chuckle at her friend's antic, "Let's talk about something else,"
"Like what?" Justin asked as he leaned his back on the chair.
"Like, do you know that Mrs. Berry got an offer to be vice principle at a school in her hometown?" Lauren asked and he shook his head, no, "Well, last week was our last class with her. I'm gonna miss her though,"
"Well, I'm not," Justin huffed, "She had a bad taste for poems,"
Lauren scoffed, "Yeah, how could she turned down your, 'What do you mean?' and 'Where are you now?'? I mean, your poems are gold!" She said with a hint of sarcasm.
