Yours Truly, Camila (Camren Fanfic)

September 22, 2014

Dear Friend,

How was your weekend? Mine consisted of me working on an art assignment that Mr. Agostoni assigned us over the weekend. He told us we had to illustrate ourselves on paper. No, it's not a self-portrait, but rather various illustrations of the aspects that symbolized our lives and shaped who we are as a person today. This could span from drawing a football if you play the sport to something more complex like an important figure or inspiration in our lives.

The center of my illustration was Sofi, my grandmother, and of course, my mom and dad. My mom and dad aren't here anymore, but they are still a huge factor in my makeup. I tried my best to draw Cuba and Mexico since I am a Cuban-Mexican. I also managed to draw Dinah and Ally considering I have known them since elementary school and thought they had contributions into helping shape who I am as a person today. I thought about drawing Lauren, but I didn't want to come off as a creep to her when she sees my art. So instead, I drew a moon on the top of my paper, because I thought that this symbolized her and our first time meeting.

I was worried that I didn't draw enough for the assignment, but something greater triumphed that worry. I was more worried about facing Lauren. You see, the morning after the night she kissed me; I woke up from the couple of hours I had slept to no sight of her in my lap, just as I thought where she was going to be.  Normani informed us that Lauren had to leave early because of her brother, Chris, who needed a ride to baseball practice and Lauren was the only one who could provide that for him at the time. Thus, I never got the chance to ask Lauren if she remembered what we had talked about or how she kissed me. I did think about leaving her a text message, but I feel like this is something you should discuss in person.

Lauren, Dinah, Ally, and I showed each other our illustrations before the class had even started. Ally's art consisted mainly of Texas attributes and Waffle House menu. Dinah drew her family members, the Polynesian flag, as well as various musical instruments. Lauren illustrated a softball player, her family members, and a dragonfly which symbolized her grandmother who had passed away.

The class went on to everyone presenting their assignments to the person sitting next to them. Since Lauren and I had already done that; we decided to talk about other things not relating to class. Lauren spoke about how busy her weekend was considering she had spent her whole Saturday helping her dad clean out the attic. Her Sunday was spent helping her sister, Taylor, practice with softball, and catching up on finishing her assignments. I informed Lauren that her weekend seemed more eventful than mine because all I did was have a Harry Potter movie marathon with Sofi. Of course, my weekend also consisted of thinking about Lauren's kiss, but I didn't tell her that.

Furthermore, Lauren thanked me for listening to her troubles during the sleepover. She continued to express how she felt as if she has known me for a lifetime even though we have only known each other for a week. I agreed with her. Sometimes, I think that maybe the people whom I associate with today are ones who I knew in a past life. This thought also made me think that what if Lauren and I were lovers in a past life?

Incidentally, Lauren did not mention the kiss. I could think of two reasons why she didn't mention it. One, she didn't think much of it as it was an unimportant event to her and two, she doesn't remember. Dinah has told me before that from past experiences; a person who is intoxicated may remember certain details from the night before and forget the others remaining. I think if I were to be intoxicated that night; I would still remember kissing Lauren.

Before the end of art class, Mr. Agostoni decided to assign us a project which would be due next Monday. He explained how this project would be our first major grade as it were worth 100 points. The art project concluded that we work on it with another person. We were assigned partners, but Mr. Agostoni just assigned us to be partners with the person whom we were desk partners with. Thus, Lauren was mine.

The art project was painting a portrait of the other person. Mr. Agostoni included that he was going to be grading us more so on details rather than our artistic capabilities. This relieved me because I don't think I could ever perfectly portray Lauren's prepossessing self on a piece of paper.

After school, I had Ally and Dinah come over to help me babysit Sofi while my grandmother was out working her part-time job at the grocery store.

During the time Dinah and Ally were over; we decided it would be nice to have our traditional movie and pizza kind of afternoon. We watched Superbad which was Dinah's choice of movie. Sofi stayed in her room playing with her Barbie dolls.

I thought about bringing up what had happened the night of the sleepover, but I just didn't know if I should. If I did; I know I would never hear the end of it from Dinah. But not telling anyone is consuming me so I decided to finally tell them. "Lauren kissed me," the words blurted out of my mouth which caused Ally and Dinah to turn in my direction with an astonishing look on their faces. 

I was then bombarded with numerous questions, which I couldn't even answer at first due to the fact that a new question arose after another leaving me no room to answer. 

 "Mila, when did this happen?" 

"How was it?"

 "Did you like it?"

"Why didn't you tell us?"

"So are you and Lauren like a thing now?"

Finally, Ally interjected and informed Dinah that they should allow me to speak. I told them everything that had happened that night and how I hadn't told them over the weekend because I first wanted to speak about it with Lauren before mentioning it to anyone else. But of course, my plan wasn't successful. 

Ally adviced that I should tell Lauren what happened and confess her my feelings. She said that people are the most honest when they are drunk so it is possible that Lauren kissed me out of a romantic fonding. Dinah agreed with Ally, but also said that what Lauren may have just been a thank you or a friendly kiss, and that maybe Lauren did it because it felt right at the moment. 

After Dinah and Ally went home, I thought a lot about the kiss just like how I contemplated about it all weekend. I thought that telling Dinah and Ally would lessen the amount of consumption that the kiss had in my mind, but it didn't. 

So, I am deciding that I will speak to Lauren about it tomorrow. 

Yours Truly,

Camila