Bad Reputation (Camila/You)

Chapter 7

Your POV

Well, Camila was still hesitant to ask to walk home with her even though I told her it was fine. About a week has passed by and most days after classes, I'd either see her just hanging around in the building -and when she sees me, she'll unsurely wave at me before still walking home alone- or she'd just, well, not wait for me. 

I mean, it would be kind of weird to walk up to her and put out that offer again out of nowhere, so... nope.

And after all, we really weren't that close. I barely know anything about her and she literally just found out my first name two weeks ago or something. I can't just go to her and be like 'oh, should we walk together' or whatever, because, I don't know. Besides, maybe she just happens to be waiting for someone else. 

And since I don't see Austin lingering around at school after classes anymore, I guess he just gave up. Probably.

I should actually be happy about that, but deep down, the selfish part of me is feeling disappointed because that just took away my only opportunity to spend some alone time with Camila. But I mean, yeah, I should be happy that he's not bothering her anymore. 

Today was Tuesday and right now I was just kinda sitting on the bench and waiting for the rest of the kids to show up at practice. My eyes were just strained at the entrance to the gymnasium, patiently waiting for Camila to show up. She probably won't though because it's not like she was there last Thursday either, but that tiny bit of hope in me was not giving up. 

"Y/N/N." I shifted my attention to sensei and saw him sitting down next to me. "How are you doing?"

"I'm fine, thanks...?" 

He slowly nodded his head and let out a laugh. "Why are you acting so awkward?"

"That's just how I am I can't help it," I said with a small chuckle. 

"Well, you were great last week," he clamped his hand on my shoulder before giving me a firm pat. "You and Camila make a really good team."

Hearing that got me all happy, I don't even know why. The sound of that just randomly made a smile creep up on my lips and I had to bit the inside of my cheek to prevent myself from letting it show. "I guess."

"Hey, you said you don't know her when I asked you last year," he exclaimed as he turned to dramatize his point. 

I shrugged. "Well, I really didn't know her that well last year. We really just started talking this semester."

He gave me a look that said that he didn't quite believe me. "Mhmm, and you're telling me that you guys got this kind of chemistry with just knowing each other for a month."

"Chemistry," I laughed. "We're practicing judo. She's literally just throwing me to the floor, where's the chemistry in that?"

"Judo is a form of art," he started defensively. "But you guys really look like you're just dancing, maybe with a couple of takedowns here and there, but there's beauty in the way you guys do it."

"Judo is a fighting sport, we're fighting."

That just made him roll his eyes at me. "Yeah, but that word translated back to Japanese is gentle way."

I shook my head. "You don't even--"

"Hey Camila, we were just talking about you," sensei cut me off as he turned to look at the entrance. Just when I wanted to exclaim how bad his attempt to try to distract me was, another voice joined in. "Oh uhm, all good things I hope?" the voice came out unsurely. 

I whipped my head to follow his gaze and saw that Camila was indeed here. "Oh hi."

"Hey," she said with an awkward smile. "I think I'll just go to change..." With that, she disappeared into the locker room.