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!
YOU ARE READING
Trust me?
Fanfiction"I care about you," I settled on confidently, my only focus being on how close she is to that fucking edge, "I really care about you," "But you love her," she understood, heartbreak evident in her voice, I looked up from my feet and into her eyes...