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I opened my eyes immediately. wHY DO I KEEP ON DREAMING ABOUT LAUREN!?! THIS IS SO IRRITATING! I let out a frustrated sigh before taking a quick shower and brushing my teeth.

Once I was done, I changed into some comfortable clothes. I went to the kitchen to grab the leftovers from last night. I warmed them up before eating them, as I checked the time. 7:30 am.

I decided to tweet something, about Lauren, but I didn't make it obvious.

"When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears."

I locked my phone, sighing in the process. God this is frustrating, dreaming of Lauren every time isn't helping me at all. I do not want to remember what she did. She hurt me deeply. It left a scar that healed. But now it's reopening slowly.

Once I was finished I threw away the paper plate and fork. I stretched, yawning in the process, before opening my phone and going live on IG. I adjusted my phone on the counter in front of the couch. I sat down waiting for people to enter.

It didn't take long for them to enter. I couldn't help but smile. "Good morning my Camilizers." I said gently. I was being bombarded with good morning's and hi's from everyone and hearts.

"You look tired. I am tired I just woke up and ate. Before I decided to go live." I said chuckling.

"Also, for the LGBT flag, I have it with me. For the person that I took it from, I am happily willing to send it back." I said leaning off the couch to grab the flag, wrapping it loosely on my shoulders.

"No it's ok, I have an extra. You can keep it! I love you Camila! Aww, thank you, I love you too. I shall treasure it with all my heart." I said smiling gently.

One question in particular popped up. But I didn't dare say it out loud. Did you and Lauren date? I pretended that I didn't see it.

Then everyone started saying Camren was real. This is getting out of hand. Then, someone stood up for me. Again I didn't read it out loud. Guys stop, cut her some slack she barely woke up and she's tired.

I stretched a bit before yawning. "Is anyone else tired?" I asked chuckling. Almost everyone agreed with me.

That was a close one. Luckily someone stood up for me. I'm thankful for them. They weren't wrong though, I am tired. But I can't fall asleep again, I don't want to dream about her again.

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The live went on for about two to three hours before I said my goodbyes and ended it. I charged my phone before grabbing my guitar, gently strumming the strings as I hummed a melody. I should start getting ready for whatever Roger has planned for me. I put the guitar down before going to my room, changing into some professional looking clothes.

I rubbed my eyes a bit, looking into the mirror. Wow I look like crap. It must be the dreams that I'm having. Obviously I'm not telling anyone, I'm keeping it to myself.

~A/N~
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