Lauren Jauregui Imagines |ABANDONED|

Drummer Girl

Ever since middle school, I've hated the month of December. Wanna know why? Lauren Jauregui, Camila Cabello, Dinah Hansen, Normani Kordei and Ally Hernandez. You see, I've been in band since the fifth grade, in fifth grade, I played the flute because the band directors 'can't trust us elementary kids with percussion instruments'. What a joke, if only they'd known I had my own drum set in my room. Anyway, ever since Lauren found out that i was in the band, she's always made the same joke through entire month of December.

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I grunt as I'm shoved into my locker and sigh as I feel something trickling from my nose.

"Hi, Dinah." I mumble, not turning around as I put my books in my locker.

"So, little drummer girl, how do you plan on spending your Christmas break? In front of a store dressed as a nut cracker?" She asks and I smirk myself.

"Oh, honey, I don't need a costume to crack nuts. Why do you think the thumb stopped fucking you? I broke his dick when he tried fucking me a while back." I say, turning to Dinah and smirking as she slams me against the lockers.

"Don't you fucking talk about Nela like that." Dinah growls and I watch her silently.

"Woe, Dinah, let Y/N go." The head girls' basketball coach say and watch as Dinah finally lets me go.

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After school, I stay in the band room and practice on the snare and focus on the music and ignore the sound of the door opening and closing and huff when I drop my stick at the sound of Lauren's snarky voice.

"Look at the littler drummer boy." Lauren taunts and I sigh.

"Lauren, you can't be in here." I say as I pick up my sticks and turn to one of my five bullies.

"Why not?" She asks and I roll my eyes.

"Unless you're in the band, get out." I say, pointing my sticks to the doors.

"But what if I have musical talent?" Lauren asks and I roll my eyes.

"Singing? Choir room is through the other doors, into the plaza, and to the left, but the choir director is gone." I say and jump when I hear the piano.

"I'm not talking about my vocal chords. I'm talking about piano chords." Lauren says and I scoff.

"There's no way you play piano." I say and she shrugs.

"Try me, nutcracker." Lauren says and I shrug.

"Perlude No. 1 in C Major." I say and Lauren looks at me with a smile.

"It's Prelude, but fine." She says before she starts playing. When she finishes the song, I shrug and go back to playing my snare and get lost in the music again. "You know, I knew there was a reason I called you little drummer girl. It's like you were born with drum sticks in your hands."

"Pretty much I started whacking the drum when I was three months old. Bizarre, I know, but it happened." I say and she nods. "Why are you being nice to me." I kinda demand and she sighs.

"Our folks just became business partners and there's a gala in a week, they expect us to be there." Lauren says and I sigh.

"So?"

"Acting like we like each other."

"Oh, that's never gonna happen, seven years of your shit and I'm seriously considering decking you right now." I say and Lauren chuckles as I start to drum the beat of Little Drummer Boy since my hands seem to have a mind of their own right now and look up when Lauren hums along.