Camila and I class were now headed to the lunch room. Mila and I were first to sit down at our classes table since we brought food from home. Eventually everyone was sat down eating. "What did your aunt pack you?" Camila asked me. I opened up my lunch box up. "I got my favorite sandwich, a juice box, and two bananas." I told her as I took each item out. Camila gasped.
"You got two bananas?" She asked. "Yeah I did. Do you want one?" I asked and handed one to her. Camila hesitantly went to grab it but shook her head. "No thanks. I don't want to eat your food." She said with a frown. "How about we trade something? What do you have?" I asked. Camila smiled and quickly opened her lunchbox. "I have a sandwich, juice box, strawberries, and grapes." She told me me.
"I'll trade you for those strawberries." I said. "Deal." She said and grabbed all the fruit. Then we switched. Camila squealed excitedly as she quickly peeled the yellow fruit and bit into it. "You must really like bananas?" I asked. I took my sandwich and bit into it. "No I love it. It's my favorite fruit." She said. "Let's make a deal. Every time we have lunch I'll trade you a banana for one of your fruits." I said.
"I like that idea." She said. "What idea?" I jumped as someone poked me in the side. I turned and saw Normani and Lauren standing above us. "Hey Mani." I said and hugged her. "Hey sis." She said and wrapped her free arm over my shoulder. "Hey Lauren." I said and high five her. "So what's the idea you two talking about?" Lauren asked.
"Oh we made a deal that every lunch I'll trade one of my fruits for one of Y/n's bananas." Camila explained. "Of course you would. You'd trade anything for a banana." Lauren said and chuckled. "Anyways we were just checking on you two. We'll see you two after school. We need to go eat before we run out of time." Mani said. "See ya later." Camila and I said.
"Y/n your cousin is a babe. She looks even better than before." Mark, my classmate' said. I glared at him. "Shut up Mark. Or I'll punch you in your nose." I said angrily. "Cool it Y/n. It's just a compliment." He said. "You don't get to compliment her. Your nasty." I said. "Now now kids. No need to argue." Mrs Johnson said and placed her hands on my shoulder. "Now get ready to head back to class. Everyone clean up." She told us making me huff. "Come on Y/n. Let's go." Mila said. I nodded and threw away my trash. Then got in line with her.
~Rocky
YOU ARE READING
The way you treated me (Camila/you) (Discontinued)
Fiksi PenggemarY/n Hamilton. Younger cousin of Normani Hamilton. The year 1955. The death of emmitt till sparks anger and fear through out the black community. Parents making sure they do everything they could to keep their babies safe. Y/n goes the racist slurs a...