Lesbian? [7]

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Camila's PoV

My mom dropped me off at school at 8:30 the following morning. Little did I know what i was walking in on.

  "Bye Mamà, love you," I kissed her cheek then swivelled round to give Sofia a kiss  in the backseats, "I love you Sofi," I said with a smile before grabbing  my backpack and leaving the car.

I was in a good mood. After the Jauregui's left, I checked my phone and it turned out Jasmine was not satisfied with the ending of our skype call, so I called her back, and let's just say, it left us both satisfied. I walked up the steps to school with a stupid grin on my face, excited to tell Dinah what happened. This confirmed I was a lesbian right? I had never felt like that before and that was just from touching myself.

I stepped into school, my mind set on meeting my best friend to tell her my experiments. I couldn't help but feel like a lot of eyes were on me as I made my way down the corridor. I chose to shrug it off though. Until it got worse.

I shot my eyes to two girls standing by the lockers, who had clearly been staring at me formerly, and they quickly looked away before snickering something to eachother. I didn't even know who they were. Something was wrong.

Oh god, was my skirt stuck up my ass? No I was wearing skinny jeans. Did my hair fall off? I quickly ran my hand through my hair for reassurance. No it was fine.

I was in a good mood this morning and spent time to look good, Maybe they were staring because I look good? Who am I kidding this is high school who gives a shit!

"Ally!" I blurted out when I saw the girl talking with her friends, relieved to see a friend,

"Mila," she replied, almost sounding pitiful, and I beckoned her to talk to me alone and she scurried over to me in that cute Ally fashion.

"Hey, hi," I stammered awkwardly, talking to her quietly as I walked her down the corridor, "do you know-"

"I don't wanna sound like a bitch and you totally don't have to answer me if you're not ready. But are the pictures real? Because if what she said was true then I would never look at you differently. I'll always be here for you,"

"Ally," I breathed out, my eyes shooting out of their sockets. What had Lauren done? "that's really sweet but I actually have no idea what you're talking about. That's what I was going to ask,"

"How do you not know?' Ally chuckled in disbelief, "do you own a phone?"

"Shit, I was busy last night,"

"Yeah, I know," Ally laughed, "Honey, the whole school knows,"

"What?!" I nearly yelled, causing people in the corridors to look at me then snigger something to each other,

"Just check Lauren's story, gosh, I have no idea how you don't know about this, when the rest of the school appears to. I need to get to class, okay? Love you,"

"Yeah, you too," I said with worry, my hands shaking slightly as I pulled my phone out my pocket. 

I opened my snapchat, typing her name into the search bar as fast as I could. I tapped through her stupidly long story, which mainly consisted of her and her friends smoking (because we all give a shit), and pictures of softball practice, until I found it.

There was a picture of my phone... my lockscreen... my fucking notifications.

Jasmine's texts.

My heart pounded in my chest as I read the caption.

"Camila Cabello is a lesbian? 😂*fake gasp*"

What the fuck?

What the fuck!

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