2nd Chapter

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Everything is getting me scared and paranoid. It's the first day of school, and I'm already feeling like this. I just have to stay away from him, and everything will be fine. Hopefully.

"Hi mom, sorry for the scare. I'm just really nervous and I haven't made one friend. Well I met a guy, not exactly but nevermind." I told my mom with a nervous tone.

"Camila, it's okay! It's just the first day of school, it will take time. And what about the guy?" My mom questioned.

"Sorry mom, got to go all better love you!" I quickly ended the conversation and ended the call.

I can't let her know, not now. She is going to be furious when she finds out. She is just over protective with me when it comes to guys since home.

I walked back in the cafeteria and he was gone.

The day went by quickly and I headed home thinking about the conversation I had with my mom this morning in the car, "We can't go back, and never will."

My mom is right, we can't go back. If we go back home, everything will be horrible. Only three people know about the incident, and why.

I walked inside my house and my mom is already questioning how my day went and if I made any friends.

"It went good, I made a couple of friends in my English class," I lied.

When it's just me and my mom at the dinner table, all I think about is my dad.

He died when I was 8 years old in a terrible accident and nothing has been the same since. I miss him a lot since he was my best friend and father, but you got to move on.

Even though my mom doesn't show that it hurts her, it does and after I leave for college she is going to be alone and have nobody.

Going back home isn't a choice for her, unless she wants to deal with the questions of our disappearance.

After dinner, I got ready for bed and went to sleep thinking about what happened at school today. When he walked in that door, something clicked inside me and didn't know why I started to think about him. "Not now, it's to fast" I say to myself.

The next morning, when I got to school, I knew what to do. Stay away, don't interfere or have any connection.

I sat in the same place as usual, praying that he won't sit next to me. The tardy bell rang, and everybody ran in the classroom still talking about that party that is going to happen this weekend.

Mr. Dylan walked in the class with the same messed up tie and Harry follows in back of him. What do you know, he sits next to me, great.

Mr. Dylan started to talk about the assignment that were going to have today, but I couldn't help but stare at the window and think. Memories started to flood in of how scared I was a month ago. I can't let that happen again, never.

When Mr. Dylan finished talking, I didn't know what we were suppose to do but everybody was pairing up. I tried to pair up with some girl, but the only person left was Harry.

Harry looks at me and curls his lips and gives a warm smile, "I guess were partners, hi I'm Harry we met yesterday." I was breathless again and questioned him "Yeah, and what are we suppose to do? I'm sorry I wasn't listening." I probably sound so stupid to him, great move.

He starts to speak " We are suppose to read the Hamlet and do a summary and turn it by Monday."

"Thanks, and do you want to work at the library" I smiled back at him. He just shook his head and went straight to the library.

While I was sitting, Harry went to go look for the book but I was interrupted by the girl next to me. She asked "Are you guys dating?" Why would she ask that, and does it really look like we're dating? I stated back "No, why?"

She looks at me with and smiles "You guys make a cute couple, and sorry my name is Lauren."

"Thanks, but yeah we're not dating. My name is Camila, I just moved here. Nice to meet you Lauren," my first friend of the school year.

Harry comes back with the book, and Lauren leaves the library with a punk tattoo guy, that must be her boyfriend. He looks at me and says "What was she saying?"

"Oh nothing."

The week went by fast and we already finished the project. Everyday in the library, Harry tried to get close to me but I just moved away. I know what he is doing, I'm not going to let that happen.

It's Saturday morning and I rolled out of my bed thinking what will I do today. My mom has been telling me all day to go out and make friends. I call the only person I met, "Hi Lauren , I was wondering what you are going to do today. It's because my mom keeps on begging me to go out with my friends?"

She answers back "Well I'm going to this party tonight, everybody is saying that it's going to be good. Do you want to come?" Everybody was talking about that party all week at school, but parties aren't my thing. I told Lauren that I would go with her, I hope this helps me.

I never went to High school parties, cause it's just full of girls with short shorts and sweaty jocks trying to get some. These parties never pleased me, I always ended up leaving towards the middle of it and lie to my friends that I felt sick. My weekends consisted of having a book on my lap, and staying in my pajamas all day. It's better to get out of my comfort zone, and try new things right?

Lauren picked me up from my house with her boyfriend Zayn. I only saw a glimpse of him at the library on Tuesday. He looks like one of the guys that smokes and gets tattoos every weekend. I shouldn't judge him right away, he might be a guy that buys you flowers and takes you out on dates.

We headed to the party, and I already see red cups all over the front yard. People were throwing up and falling everywhere. They couldn't even stand up at this point and the party just started.

We got off the car and head inside where horny jocks trying to seduce some drunk girls. When I turn to my side, I see Harry in the corner just staring at me with a look of shock. I shouldn't have come.

Please vote and comment of what you think, it would mean a lot. Lauren and Camila are from Fifth Harmony if you are wondering. How Harry looks, I would say when he was 18. Thank you for reading! I will be updating the next chapter by next week, it's almost done.

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