undercover | caminah

prologue

"Oh my God!" Normani squealed, an ocean of roses tumbling out of her locker. She bent down to pick up the white note that lay among them, that had seven words written on it.

Dinah smirked, pulling on the strap of her backpack, "I wonder who those are from."

"It's Arin's Promposal! God, he's so romantic," Normani gushed, holding the note to her chest.

Ally picked up some of the roses that had strayed into the middle of the hallway, "Well, that's one of us down. Then again, I don't think anyone is going to outdo Arin."

Normani ignored Ally, picking up the roses one by one, placing them lightly into her locker. Dinah loved her best friend, but she had to admit, she was a bit of a hopeless romantic.

"Do you think Troy is going to ask you?" Dinah questioned, watching Ally gather the roses.

The shorter girl shrugged, handing the leftover roses to Normani, "I hope so, but he's a little hard to read."

"It'll happen, Alz, don't worry about it," Dinah reassured her friend.

"What about you, DJ? You've barely said anything about prom," Normani commented, still gazing at the roses lovingly.

Dinah sighed. This was the million dollar question: who was Dinah Jane taking to prom? While the girl often went on dates with several people, no one really captured her interest. Dinah had thought she was just too picky, until she met someone intriguing in her chemistry class.

Her name was Camila Cabello, lonely, shy girl extraordinaire. She wore glasses, her nose was always stuck in a book, and she never spoke unless she was spoken to. Dinah had never noticed her until they were partnered together in class, and for some reason, Dinah persisted to try and get the girl to open up. Camila had reciprocated, often stumbling over her words and blushing, but still, it was something.

Dinah couldn't get it out of her head that maybe she wanted to ask the girl to prom, even though she had no indication that she was anything but heterosexual. But Dinah was fearless, and she wasn't afraid of getting shot down.

Or maybe she was, and that was why she hadn't made her move yet.

"I don't know, I have someone in mind but it probably wouldn't work out," Dinah said nonchalantly, knowing her friends would pounce on the information anyway.

Normani finally came out of la la land, "What? Who is she? Do we know her?"

"Probably not," Dinah replied, biting her lip, "She's keeps to herself, so I really don't know if she would even say yes."

Ally asked, "How did you meet her?"

"She's my lab partner," Dinah said, "But it would be really awkward for the rest of the semester if she said no."

"Okay, but what if she says yes?" Normani said, tapping Dinah on the nose with one of the flowers, "We'll think of something you can do for her."

Ally nodded as the bell rang, "We'll talk at lunch. Try and think of something when you have class with her today. We'll cook something up."

Dinah said goodbye to her best friends, and as she walked away, she silently hoped she hadn't set herself up for disaster.

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Dinah set her tray down at her designated seat at the lunch table. Normani, Ally, and Lauren already had their heads together, talking so quietly that Dinah could barely hear them.

"Hello? I'm here, if you haven't noticed," Dinah said sarcastically, getting the girls' attention.

Lauren looked over at Dinah, "Hey, Dinah. We're just talking about you."

"Wonderful," Dinah deadpanned.

Dinah sat down, picking at the dry chicken patty on her tray. As she was mentally debating whether she should eat it or not, she realized what her mischievous friends were doing.

"Is that the yearbook?" Dinah questioned, her voice becoming shrill.

Normani giggled, "We're looking for your girlfriend."

"You don't even know her name! How could you possibly find her?" Dinah asked, exhaling heavily out of her nose.

"We're looking for anyone who looks shy and lonely," Ally said.

Dinah rolled her eyes, "Everyone looks like that, it's the freaking yearbook!"

"Not you. You looked extra as hell in your yearbook picture last year," Lauren commented, and Dinah had to admit, the girl had a point.

"Okay, let's get to actual business. Dinah, I've been thinking, you should ask her using some sort of chemistry, since you have that class together," Normani suggested.

Ally piped up, "Or you could make a giant poster! You can never go wrong with that."

"Yeah, nothing says subtle like using a gigantic poster to ask a shy girl to prom," Lauren responded, "I think you should do it somewhere quiet. Maybe find where she hangs out during school, and do it there."

Dinah bit the inside of her cheek, "Those all sound pretty good. Maybe not the poster thing, but it wouldn't hurt to try I guess."

Ally turned to Lauren, giving her a victorious smile. Lauren rolled her eyes, flicking a piece of corn in the shorter girl's direction. Normani dodged it, even though the kernel was nowhere near her. Dinah shook her head, smiling, because she wouldn't trade her crazy friends for the world.