i had no idea what to say to my mom, our interactions had grew cold and awkward.
obviously i was upset at her, but i was willing to talk things out if she was. unfortunately, she never even explained herself.
calculus class was even more stressful than usual today, because of the thoughts that were cramming themselves into my head.
grayson cleared his throat quietly, and tapped on my shoulder. "mimi, your mom's at the door."
i wasn't too excited to see her, but at least talking to her would get me out of sitting through this endless class.
"mrs. jasper, i assume you're here for camila?" mr. alexander gave her a sympathetic smile, and motioned for me to come over.
grayson gave me a concerned look, and rugged on my sleeve before i got up. "is everything okay?"
i placed my hands on my face, to camouflage the redness of my cheeks. "uh, i think so. i'll text you later, okay?"
the look of concern on his face didn't dissolve. "can you come over later? i'm worried about you, you can spend the night if... if you want?"
grayson was so sweet, i didn't know how to react sometimes.
i went to give him a kiss on the cheek, he was going for a kiss on the lips, so my lips ended up on his neck, which caused him to moan.
the classroom went silent.
i hid my head, and covered my hand with my mouth.
"jesus, mr. dolan. keep it in your pants, son." mr. alexander was trying his hardest to maintain his composure, but he was failing miserably.
one of the grade's most notorious fuckboys, max james, raised his hand and grinned. "oh, give him a break, mr. alexander. i think that we would all have a hard time keeping it in our pants if we were dating camila."
i was wondering if this situation could get any more awkward, when max decided to speak again. "you're pretty hot too, mrs. jasper. i guess it runs in the family."
grayson turned to me, and gave me a stern look. his eyes were dark, and he was extremely tense.
i had never seen him like this before, and i really didn't want to see what was about to happen next. i picked up my backpack, and made my way to where my mom was standing.
"hey max, remember when i ran into you at the store? i saw the extra small condoms in your shopping cart, by the way. how are they working out for you?"
my mom immediately took me by the arm, and closed the door behind me. "camila, don't ever say something like that again. you're lucky that i was there to bail you out."
i dusted off my shirt, and sighed. "sorry, mom."
she knitted her brows together, and smoothed our her black dress. "anyways, aren't you wondering why i pulled you out of class?"
"well, kind of. i mean, i'm only in first period." i took my lip gloss out of my pocket, and applied a thick layer on my lips.
she tucked a bleached lock of hair behind her ear. "well, there has been a little bit of drama lately, and i know that you've been stressed out."
stressed out was an understatement, my mind seemed to be obsessed with the bad outcomes of the situation.
"so, your stepdad, sean, lisa and i are going on a little weekend trip."
i opened my mouth, but my mom cut me off. "i know you're about to say something snarky, but listen to me. it's friday, and we're giving you guys the day off from school, and you'll all have the house to yourselves until monday."
the surprise was pretty pleasant, which i wasn't expecting. my mom usually pulled me out of class for the weirdest reasons, and it got old.
"this plan sounds really fun, mom, but what's the catch?" i made my way over to my locker, and placed my backpack down next to me.
she groaned, and bent over to pick it up. "everybody has to stay under one roof, which means that ethan and grayson will be staying with you guys for the weekend. don't get too excited, though. we're setting up a ton of cameras, and we've asked one of the neighbors to check up on you guys."
it honestly sounded fair to me. besides, i was sure that we would be able to locate all of the cameras, so we could be extra careful around them. "that's fine, thank you for letting me go home. calculus is literal torture, mom."
she shook her head, and watched as i struggled with my locker combination. "not so fast, we have to find arielle and jacob. do you have any idea where they might be?"
i knew for a fact that arielle was in art, and that cece and jacob were doing unholy things in her car. i was amazed by how high their sex drive could be at nine in the morning.
"we might as well just go get arielle, she's in art class. jacob, um, has a free period right now. i can just text him?" i finally opened my locker, and filled my backpack with the books i needed.
my mom peered over at me, and crossed her arms. "you know something, don't you?"
i quickly unlocked my phone, and tapped on the little phone icon next to jacob's name.
the phone rang a few times, before jacob picked it up.
"hel– oh, fuck," jacob groaned.
i tried my hardest not to gag. "god, i don't even wanna know. um, mom is taking us home right now, can you meet us at my locker?"
my eyes widened when i heard cece's voice in the background. "jesus christ, you guys are like fucking rabbits," i hissed into the phone.
"camila, just tell mom that i'll meet you guys at the house," his voice was hoarse, and it grossed me out.
i hung up the phone without saying another word. "he'll meet us at the house, mom, don't ask. by the way, you need to get your stepson to go to church, immediately."
a/n: i had fun writing this chapter nxnxn. anyways, i'll be updating wild and cam girl every few days, hopefully. 💖
