Forbidden Love .//camren/larry

Round And Round

Chapter 3.
Laurens point of view
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The entire day, all I can think about was what was coming when 3:00 struck. I have never in my life, been in trouble or gotten into detention. I guess you can say I'm a good girl.

I nervously walked to Mrs. Garcia's class. When a hand grab mine, a small familiar one.

I smiled when I looked down to see Ally smiling up at me.

"I heard a rumor about you." She says. I bite back the urge to roll my eyes. When I was younger, everyone used to call me roller. Because there wasn't a day I didnt roll my eyes. I still do today and they still call me roller.

"Oh really? What was it?"

Ally sighs, "You and Camila Cabello were sent to the principal's office. Together. Something because of your last name."

I run my hands through my hair, another habit of mine. That got me the nickname H. My name doesnt even include the letter h.

"Uh yeah, I'll tell you later. I gotta go to detention. I don't want to arrive late." I tell Ally. She nods.

Ally is short, she has long caramel blonde colored hair that reaches a little past her shoulders. She has large brown eyes, and her lips are a bright pink. Shes wearing a neon pink silky blouse over white skinny jeans.

Ally and I have been best friends since sixth grade. I have other friends, Normani and Dinah Jane.

I don't have lots of friends. But I don't really care. Because I had these three friends that were always there for me when I needed them.

"Okay, Mani, Dinah, and I are going to meet up at my house. Do you want us to come and pick you up after detention is over?" Ally questions.

I nod, smiling down at her. We say our goodbyes and I start walking faster once I realize how much time I just wasted. It's 2:59. My coach for volleynall , Mrs. Cox, let me out at 2:55 since I got my work done first. I can't tell you how many jokes and comments are made about her last name.

I arrive to Mrs. Garcias class at exactly 3:00. When the bell rings. I stand by the door, watching people walk out, talking loudly.

Once they are gone I walk inside.

Mrs. Garcia spots me.

"Hello Lauren." She says quietly.

"Hi." I reply.

Someone knocks on the door behind me. I turn around, opening it. Backing away once I look down at Camila. She walks inside.

"I'm here." She states.

"Great, i have some things I need to do. So you two can stay here and clean up. Have fun." Mrs. Garcia grabs her purse and keys.

Me and Camila nod.

She walks out the door.

"See you later." Camila says with a smirk.

"Where are you going? We can't leave detention." I tell Camila. She walks up the door.

"I'll come back before she comes back." Camila shrugs like she doesn't have a care in the world.

She grabbed the doorknob, trying to turn. Groaning when it didn't turn.

"She locked us inside. What if I have to use the freaking bathroom or something." Camila sighed, crossing her arms.

"Whatever, we should start cleaning." I say walking towards a counter with lots of papers and scattered pencils and erasers.

"So, do you have a boyfriend or something?" Camila questions me. I furrow my eyebrows together in confusion.

"Why do you care?" I ask stacking the papers neatly.

"I don't. I'm just curious." She answers. I shake my head.

"No I don't."

"Why not? Not interested in guys?" She asks. Why is she so curious about who I'm dating?

I'm not dating anybody. Nobody likes me. And I don't like anyone. Plus, I'm lesbian. Or some people call it, gay. I'm into girls. At first I thought maybe I was into both guys and girls. But once I tested my theory, i realized I was only into girls. But of course, i am the only one in my entire school.

My school is not very welcoming of lesbian and gay people. I never understood why. So I am sadly in the closet. But it didn't matter. Because even if I was out in the open, i would still be single.

Of course, Camila did not have to know. I can't even imagine how much hate and comments I would get from her if she knew I swung for girls instead of guys.

"I like guys." I say, my voice cracking. Shit. I do that when I'm lying. I want to slap myself for being so obvious.

"I didn't say that you didn't." Camila laughs, the sound of laughter so beautiful and loud.

What am I saying?

"I don't want to date anyone right now. I'm focusing on school." I tell Camila who scoffs.

"Fuck school." She mumbles lazily.

"Youll never get anywhere in life if you don't do good in school." I tell her. She laughs again.

"Say that to eminem. And all the other people who dropped out."

I look up at her annoyed.

"They have talent."

"Maybe i do too. I really like singing." Camila says.

"Sing something." I bite down on my lower lip, crossing my arms.

"Another time. I'm on vocal rest." Camila smiles. I try my best not to laugh but fail. Camila stares at me in shock.

"You look so beautiful when you smile. You should do it more often." My body freezes at Camilas words.

My heart leaping in my chest, my throat feels dry. I try my best not to look into her eyes.

Camila looks down at the ground while I fix the papers awkwardly.

The entire detention was quiet. The silence was awkward and weird. I couldn't stop thinking about Camila. She was taking over my mind.

Her comment kept on playing over again and again inside my head. You look so beautiful when you smile. She called me beautiful.

I feel so confused right now. I can feel her eyes on me as I put the erasers into a silver cup.

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Camila you're not only confusing Lauren. You're confusing me.

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QOTD: Do you have a best friend? What's his or her name?

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Yes i have a best friend. Her name is Gloria Felix. We have been best friends for five years.♡♡♡

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