"What do you mean you don't understand Camz?" I questioned from her bedroom floor.
"Exactly that Lauren! I don't understand calculus and its just something I'll have to deal with for the rest of my life." The brunette exaggerated from her place on the bed.
"Calculus is the least of your worries babe I promise. Besides isn't your test next week?" Getting up from the floor and making my way toward the bed to see her laying on her stomach in nothing but her sports bra and some shorts.
"Yes its next week but I honestly don't understand any of these lessons so I figured I'd look over notes and stuff to prepare but I feel like I'm actually learning nothing."
We've been studying for at least an hour and a half, well Camila's been studying for an hour and a half. I've seriously done nothing but worry about this game tomorrow. The team we're playing is supposed to be really good and I'm not sure how we'll do as a team overall cause no one seems like they're actually prepared to play tomorrow. It's not that I want basketball to be all that I think about, but I can't help it when that's what debates my future..
"Lauren... helloooo. Where'd you go?" Camila questioned while I now stood between her legs at the edge of the bed.
"I've been here this whole time what are you talking about?" I joked while grabbing her hands and playing with her fingers.
"Okay, then whats going on in that pretty head of yours?" She asked while pulling me next her on the bed.
"Nothing really, just basketball of course. Thats all I'm ever thinking about. Did you know Seattle is the number one seed right now? I mean I was rooting for Chicago but I mean its whatever right-"
"Lauren shut up. I know nothing about the WNBA except the fact that Chicago's your favorite team. I love listening to you talk about basketball but I wanna know what you're thinking about, not stats." The brunette interrupted while cupping my face in her hands.
"I know babe, I'm just nervous for the game tomorrow. It's really not a big deal, its just I'm not sure about this team and how we're gonna play together when the time comes for a really big game. I just feel like my future depends on this season and I can't control how the other girls play, or how they feel." I expressed how I really felt knowing that keeping things to myself wouldn't help me in the long run.
"Okay... but what's so different from this season compared to the last two? You've done nothing but improve over the years and everyone knows you're a great person and a hard worker. I know were juniors and getting closer to graduation and college but we still have so much stuff to look forward to. I know you're looking forward to committing this year and getting a scholarship but those things are out of our control sometimes baby."
Knowing she understood exactly how I felt and what exactly I was thinking about was something that was always present in mine and Camilas relationship.
"God, its like you walk around my mind and know my every thought. Its actually kind of scary to be completely honest.." I joked while running my hands up and down her thighs. "You're not worried about any of that stuff though? Like you're not worried about getting picked up?"
"Of course I worry about it," She stated while looking down at my hands. "I'd love to get a full ride and be able to play volleyball for a few more years and get a good education, but its something that's out of my control and all I can do is work hard and hope that things will fall into place. I can't let it take over my life though."
"I believe in you though.." I whispered while looking for her eyes. "I know you'll get an offer."
"And I know you'll get one too." The brunette replied with a smile. "Now enough with this sappy shit and help me study please!" She exaggerated before throwing herself into my lap.
