Lauren | 7:09 pm
Jonah won the tournament and was ecstatic to see me. He literally jumped on me. It was too adorable.
Anyways, here I am parked infront of Camila's house waiting for her to come out. Once she did she was in completely different clothes from earlier. She had on a plain white tight shirt that hugged her curves perfectly, denim ripped jeans and some vans. Her hair was in a bun.
Camila: Im ready.
Me: Why're you whispering?
Camila: My parents dont know Im gone.
I smirked as I grabbed her bucket list and crossed #8 off.
Me: This is seriously your first time sneaking out?
Camila: Not everyone can be a badass like you.
Me: Touché.
I got off my motorcycle and once she noticed I was on it her eyes widened.
Camila: You own a motorcycle!?
Me: Someone's excited.
Camila: Hell yeah. I always wanted to ride one.
Me: I've already crossed it off your bucket list.
I handed her a helmet and helped her put it on.
Me: Damn. Now who looks badass.
She laughed and sat on my motorcycle. I sat infront of her.
Me: Wrap your arms around me.
She did as told and I heard the purr of my engine. I loved that sound.
I drove off and towards the school.
Camila: Ew. Why here?
Me: Number 10.
Camila: Oh right.
She got excited as she hopped off the bike. I grabbed my book bag and opened it. I had six cans of paint, two bandanas, one hoodie, two crowbars and two guns in it. I handed her my hoodies.
Me: Put it on.
She did as said and I put a bandana on her, covering her nose and mouth. I then put the hood on and did the same for me.
Me: You wanna hold the bag?
Camila: Sure.
I got out the two crowbars and handed her one. We went up towards the school.
Me: They have alarms.
Camila: Wait what?
Me: But if you've broken in here as many times as I have, you have nothing to worry about.
I winked and smashed the glass on the door. The alarm instantly went off, I climbed through the door and went to the system. I yanked it off the wall and cut the wire to disable to alarm.
Me: C'mon in.
She decided to be extra and break the other door and step through it.
Me: I like extra.
We laughed and busted the rest of the doors. She opened the bag again and pulled out the cans of paint.
Me: Pick your colors.
She picked the pink, green and black. I had a black, red and blue.
Me: Leggo.
She took one side of the hall and I had another. I broke the lock off of every locker and went back to open them all. I emptied out the lockers and stopped at one that was Camila's boyfriend's locker. He had pictures of him and Camila. I threw the pictures of the ground, breaking the frames. I closed his locker and spray painted "dick" on his.
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The Mafias' Bullet (Lesbian)
Teen FictionCamila Deckard has the perfect life; two loving parents, perfect grades, popularity, great friends and a athletic boyfriend. If her life is so perfect, how did she end up getting the Mafias' bullet? ** I OWN NO PICTURES **