"Kaki... Kaki... Kaki!!" My little sister woke me impatiently, lying over my lap, and shaking me vigorously,
"Jesus," I groaned, "What is it Sofia?"
"Mama says if you're ready before 8 you can have a ride with me to school,"
"Ew why would I wanna ride with you?" I pouted childishly, "you smell bad," I smirked, my voice still croaky,
"You're smelly!" She giggled, shoving my chest, "I got you strawberries!" She picks up the small china bowl of strawberries, "I only chose the reddest ones for you," she says proudly,
"Thank you Sofi," I hummed, taking it out her hands, and she bounced off the bed and ran out my room, "I love you," I called after her,
"Love you," she called back.
I was honestly dreading school today. A lot of shit went down at the party and I couldn't even remember half the night. Oh god, I made out with Zayn Malik. Just remembering that made me feel sick to my stomach.
I completed my morning routine and walked down the small set of stairs to meet my mother in the kitchen. "Hola Mamá," I hummed,
"Camila," she approached me and kissed my cheek maternally. I poured myself some coffee and sat down at the island opposite her. "I'm gonna need you to cook for you and Sofi tonight. Is that okay?"
"Yeah of course," I nodded, sipping my coffee, "where y' goin?" I asked. She didn't reply and I noticed her cheeks flushing slightly. "You're going to see your man aren't you!" I smirked, "Damn Mamá! On a school day?" I teased, wriggling my eyebrows,
"That's enough Camila," my mom laughed, "he's taking me out for dinner. That's all,"
"Alright, alright," I chuckled, "you've been seeing this dude for quite a while now, huh?"
"Yes, he is very sweet," my mom gushed, "it's been nearly a year now," she added,
"Shit..." I scoffed,
"Camila! Language!" She slapped my arm forcefully,
"Sorry," I mumbled, rubbing my wound, "Hey, why don't you invite him and his family round for dinner some day? So I can meet my new daddy," I joked,
"Don't say that," she sighed, unimpressed by my joke, "you have a dad,"
"Not in a hundred mile radius," I muttered, and my mom cocked her head and frowned at my comment, "I'm serious. You should invite him round. I'll help you cook,"
"As if I'd let you cook!" Mom tutted, "but okay, sure. I'll text him now," she shrugged,
"It's a date," I grinned.
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"Hey," I said, approaching a gaggle of jocks in the corridor. They all turned to face me and looked me up and down.
"Uhh hi?" One of them said,
"Which one of you is...." I paused, looking down at my notes on my phone, "Justin?"
"That's me, babes," one of them, smirked,
"I did your math homework last week. You still owe me $30," I told him nonchalantly,
"Oh shit yeah," the boy grumbled, slipping his backpack off his shoulder into his hands and digging out 2 tens, and shoving it in my hands,
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