Beautiful (on hold)

16

Camila sat crossed armed in the passenger seat of the car. Her parents had been taking turns picking her up and dropping her off at school. She hasn't properly spoken to Shawn in a week almost two.

"I'll be here to pick you up after rehearsal" her father told her. "I know" the Cuban mumbled getting out of the car.

School had been a nightmare, everyone heard about the incident. People were either mad or disgusted by her, all because she liked a boy from the other side of town.

Camila let out a breath as she walked into the building.

"She's still here?"

"I wouldn't show my face around here again."

The Cuban rolled her eyes, why couldn't she find something else to talk about. Camila slowly walked to her locker there stood her best friend and her cousin.

Leo saw her younger cousin walking over to them. "I'm gonna go" he told Ariana leave before Camila could there, "he's been doing this all week!" The tiny brunette complained turning around pressing her forehead against the locker.

"He's just upset, give him sometime" the Italian replied placing her hand on the girl's back. "It's been a week! I'm fine!"

"He should be fine! There's nothing to worry about!"

"Why is he still mad! Because I like a boy from the other side of town? Oh, wow big freaking deal." Camila said making people turn a look at the girl "what are you looking at?" She asked "come on, let's get to class, before you yell at anyone else."

"I don't care anymore" the Cuban mumbled, everyone had made up their mind about her. She couldn't change their opinions, about a few months back she would have done anything and everything to change everyone's mind.

Right now, she could care less.

~***~

"Is he here?" Camila asked peeking through the curtain back stage. "Why don't you find out?" Ariana asked rolling her eyes "because I haven't talked to him in a week."

"I've tried to call him, but he doesn't answer" the Cuban spoke. "He's here!" She added moving away from the curtain "if anyone needs me I'm changing into my costume!" The girl said before running away making her friend roll her eyes once again.

"Why is everyone looking at me?" The Canadian question once walking into the auditorium. "Other than that north high students hate us, it's probably because you're messing around with the sweet innocent girl at their school."

Shawn turned to his friend giving him a  shocked face. "I'm not messing around with her, you idiot."

"They all think you are Anyways, try to explain to them" Alex replied "well, everyone can mind their own damn business." The boy mumbled.

"Shawn! Hurry up and get into costume!"

~***~

The Cuban stood awkwardly on stage next to the Canadian. "Why are you two standing next to each other like you just met?" The teacher shouted at the pair.

"Can you start from when Tony says 'you don't want even a fist fight?'"

"You don't want even a fist fight? There won't be any fight" Shawn said turning to face Camila, he went to grab her hands, but instead took a step back.