A Nobody (Camila/you)

Chapter 1

Can anyone be so effortlessly beautiful or is it only granted by the ones who we call lucky. What makes someone beautiful? Is it the eyes, mouth maybe or is it certain components of one's facial features that allows us to think they look like some flawless angel from the heavens. Just looking at her makes my mind become nothing but fuzz. As cliche as it sounds her whole being takes my breath away.

There was something about her that just makes my heart skip a-

"Who are you starin at Y/N" Harry my best friend smirked. I sighed while closing my locker. I swear this kid just loves to annoy me.

"Nothing Haizie, I'm just ... observing my surroundings that's all. Is it a crime to look around ?"

"It's not a crime to look around Y/NN, but intently staring at someone sort of sounds like stalking to me. Especially a certain someone." Harry wiggled his eyebrows towards a certain brunette.

"I'm not stalking" i pouted.

"I'm just saying you should make a move before some dickwad does."

I sighed closing my eyes then opening them.
"Maybe you're right I should, but you know how shy I get around pretty girls especially Camila."

"Well maybe this new school year is the year...you know." he bumps my side with his elbow.

I shrugged " Yeah  maybe I could even grow an extra head and have kittens fly out of my ass."

"You are one of a kind Y/LN it makes me wonder why we are the bestest friends?"
I giggle "Me too Haizie me too."

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By the time I got to my first class I couldn't help but realise I forgot my algebra ll book. Shit, you had to go and stare at little miss Camila Cabello. It's not my fault. She was just standing there talking to her friends looking as beautiful as ever. I was just about to turn around to go grab it when the bell rang.

I groan turning around to go back to my class. When I opened the door  I noticed that Mr.O'Reilly was in the middle of teaching.
"Do you have a pass?"  Mr.O'Reilly asked sternly.

"Well...err you see sir I uh f-forgot my uh algebra book and um when the bel-"

"Hey I didn't know the freak show was in town." Austin interrupted. I was about to give him a piece of my mind when Mr. O'Reilly just told me to go sit down.

I looked over to see what spots were left to realized that the only spot there was next to no other then Camila Cabello. I'm beyond nervous. Do you even know whats its like to sit next to your 3 year long crush. It's absolutely nerve racking.

"Since some others were late to class,"Mr. O'Reilly looked at me, "I'll repeat to what I said before. I decided that the seats you're in now will be the seats you'll have for the rest of the year."

When I sat down I rubbed my sweaty palms over my skinny jeans. I look over to Camila to see she was already looking at me.She smiles then goes back to her work. I felt my whole face get a rush of crimson. Shit I have to deal with looking like a frickin tomato this whole year. Being a tomato isn't that bad though. Jesus just shut it. Ugh what the hell am I doing with my life arguing with my head.

Since I forgot my algebra ll book, I realized that I couldn't do any of the homework. Every second felt like an hour. I sighed not knowing what to do to pass the time. I took my pencil and started swirling it around between my finger tips. When that started to get boring, I tried to balance my pencil on my nose. Surprisingly I was getting really good at it until someone interrupted me. Which caused me to loose balance and dramatically my pencil fell.