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I have an uber big crush on you

So Lauren has no idea how to use uber. She's always had the app, for emergencies like the one she's in now (if being stuck at your ex boyfriend's party at three in the morning is considered an emergency), but she's never been in one and she isn't quite sure what the process is. 

Does she talk to the driver? Does she awkwardly sit there for the twenty minutes that it is then give them five stars to make up for the lack of convo? Does she sit in the back, or is that weird (no obviously you sit in the back, but like, still it feels weird). 

She orders one, and it takes a second but then the driver pops up and she thought she'd have to approve of them but like, whatever, and when she click son the picture she's shocked to see someone so young looking driving. 

She has a 4.9 star rating and it says she's been doing this for 9 months and almost two hundred drives so Lauren take sit she must be nice and eagerly waits to escape the party that feels it's been going on for years. 

It's a small silver car, and like fuck off Lauren doesn't know cars enough to know the car so don't h8. But it's small, and she makes a beeline towards it, dodging the other drunks on the porch and then she's safely inside, and dace to face with the most beautiful person she's ever seen. 

"Why hello there, you seem in a rush," pretty face giggles and Lauren doesn't car show nerdy that is because it's so cute coming from pretty face- Camila, her name said Camila. 

"Yeah a little bit," Lauren laughs, buckling in as Camila pulls off the curb and into the quiet neighborhood. 

"Rough night? Or other? Or something you're not going to talk to your uber driver about why am I being so pushy?" she jokes and Lauren can't help but giggle at the girl.

She's more gorgeous in person, the picture was pretty but it certainly didn't do her justice, and Lauren wonders if she had a high rating simply because it was an honor to be looking at her. 

"Something like that," Lauren mumbles, still checking her driver out before shaking her head and continuing so she doesn't seem rude. "My ex had a party and somehow I ended up there, there with him and it was just, my driver got drunk and I've been trying to leave for hours and, yeah that about sums it up."

And like, she's glad she got a young driver because she actually feels fine talking about that with her and it's nice to tell someone else how unfortunate her night has been. 

"Oh yikes," Camila shudders, extra - ly but Lauren just giggles, glad she's getting in a better mood already. "I'd have walked home hours ago."

"I would've but I live on the west side of the campus so it's a bit of a hike," she replies.

(AN this is a made up campus i d on not know what campus would have a twenty minute erie from one side to the other i am sorry deeply but not really thx u)

"No way! I live by there too, what dorm are you in?"

"I'm in Kingsly," Lauren replies with a fake gag and Camila laughs, nodding in agreement since that's known to be a shitty area. 

"I'm Dalton, it's not that much better but anything is better than Kingsly," she jokes as Lauren nods in agreement. "What year are you?" 

And like, the girls kind of just click. 

They talk for the whole twenty minutes and Camila thanks Lauren in the end for living close to her so she can end her night back home which Lauren accepts despite having not done it on purpose which Camila shushes her about. 

Lauren spends the night thinking about Camila, and her cute little smile and her cute hair and her cute eyes and her cute self and well, it's no shock when she finds herself ordering an uber two days later to the library just to see it Camila will get her. (She waits the two days so she doesn't seem desperate.) And when she sees that Camila is her driver she may or may not do a little happy dance.