Chapter Twelve

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Soon enough the girl's vacation was over. The girl's were packing up there things.

"I can't wait to go home and see my family." Camila gushed. Everyone except Lauren agreed.

"What about you Lauren, what do you normally do for the holidays?" Ally asked zipping up her suitcase.

"Oh, my family doesn't celebrate the holidays." Lauren lied.

Ally nodded and picked up her suitcase. Camila sat on the bed next to Lauren.

"Hey." Lauren said to the younger girl.

"Hi." Camila responded smiling. She leaned in a pecked Lauren's lips. "I'm gonna miss you."

"Camz, we'll still be able to see each other. You're acting like we're gonna be separated for a while. We still have the whole baby thing you know."

"I know. I feel bad for my mom. She's the one watching that thing."

Lauren laughed and smiled.

The girls took their things downstairs where Dinah's parents were.

"Are you girls ready to go home?"  Gordon asked. The girls nodded.

They all piled back into the car as they did four days before. Camila sat back in the middle, Ally was sitting beside her along with Lauren, leaving Dinah and Normani in the front. As the car drove along the road, Lauren thoughts were rampaging through her mind. She didn't even want to go home. The only thing she wanted to do was stay with Camila.

As time passed by, Dinah dropped off her friends. Lauren was the last one in the car.

"I hope you had fun, Lauren." Dinah said to the older girl.

"I did. Thanks for inviting me." Lauren responded.

"No problem. You're one of my friends now." Dinah smiled.

When Dinah pulled up to Lauren's house, the older girl looked out the window, not really wanting to leave.

"Merry Christmas, Lauren. Even if you don't really celebrate it." Dinah said.

"Merry Christmas, Dinah."

Lauren grabbed her stuff then opened the door. She waved to Dinah then hopped out of the car. She walked to her door as Dinah drove off. She walked inside her house.

"Lauren Michelle Jauregui Morgado. Where have you been?!" Lauren heard a voice scream at her. She looked up to see her mother standing there. Lauren set her things down.

"Clara, it's good to see you." Lauren said walking away.

"Where do you think you're going?" Clara asked.

"Somewhere you aren't."

"Lauren, come back here right now."

Lauren turned around to face her mother.

"First of all, Clara. This is my house, you will not give me any orders in my house. Second of all, what the hell are you doing here?"

"I came to stop by. I wanted to see how you were managing living on your own. I knew you couldn't do it."

"That's exactly why you kicked me out, didn't you? You knew I wouldn't be able to function on my own."

"Perhaps. You know, Chris and Taylor aren't supposed to be living with you. I kicked only you out not them."

"So? They were on my side not yours."

Clara cleared her throat ready to change the subject.

"I've heard they just released you from jail."

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