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"Ho my gays! Hurry the hell up!" Demi called up the stairs, trying to hurry her sisters up.
"Calm ya tits!" Leigh-Anne yelled back, before coming down as she slides her glasses into place. Perrie walks down next, her hair in her usual french braid, and soon they're waiting for Camila.
"Cami!"
"Coming! I'm com- MOTHER FUCKER!" They hear her fall then scream, before they see her round the corner, rubbing her forehead and red face. She carefully walks down the stairs, and grabs her bag Demi hands her.
"If mom was here, you'd get yelled at." Demi sends her a smirk, but Camila sticks her tongue out, all four walking towards Demi's car, and getting in their respective sides. Leigh-Anne and Camila in the back, while Demi drives and Perrie in the passenger seat.
"Ugh, can't we just take the day off?" Camila whines as they get closer to school, but Demi chuckles.
"No can do, momma will always find out." She pulls into a parking space, and looks at Perrie. "Hey, if someone bothers you, even if it's a teacher, you tell me, understand?" The blonde nods, pressing a kiss to her sisters cheek, before getting out of the car, and grabbing her bag. Leigh-Anne takes Perrie's hand as they walk towards the school, Camila sticking by Demi as they watch their sisters.
"Just one more year, then all four of us will be out of this hell hole." Demi mutters as she passes people who stare at her. Camila chuckles and pulls the door open for her sister, both walking in and then down the hallway.
"We should start a YouTube channel. All of us singing. Okay, you, me and Leigh singing, Perrie can just smile and look cute." Demi chuckles and presses a kiss to her sisters forehead before stopping at Camila's locker.
"Yea but- Brad, hi." The captain of the football team smiles at the tattooed up girl, sending her Camila a wink, that makes her shudder and gives her a bad taste in her mouth.
"Hi Dems, I was wondering if you wanted to go out? They're playing Avenger's Endgame at the drive-in tonight." Demi sighs, and tries not to show her annoyance at the boy.
"Brad... we've been over this already."
"Look," his voice drops to a whisper, looking back at his football buddies who give him thumbs up before looking back at the two ladies in front of him. "I'm gay, and yes, all four of you may be out, but I can't, not yet. Just help me here Demi, please?" Neither Demi or Camila expected that, both look at each other before Demi looks at Brad and smiles.
