Becoming Brooke

33.

It was Saturday and Ally was still in bed. Her fever broke yesterday but she still has no motivation to do anything.

Hearing her door open, she puts a pillow over her head. "Go away."

"Get up!" Dinah, Normani and Tori all jump on Ally's bed. "Come on! You need to get ready for the dance!" Tori says and pulls the covers from Ally.

"I dont want to go." Ally grabs her covers and hides under them again.  "You'd think she'd want Lauren back." Normani whispers.

"I do but she thinks I'm a cheater."

"She also thinks your first name is Brooke." Normani adds.

"Wait you know?" Ally turns to look at Normani, and her friend nods. "Yeah they kinda explained everything to me, I'm really sorry for attacking you yesterday."

Ally gets up and hugs Normani, "I understand... still doesn't change the fact that Lauren hates me."

"She doesn't hate you, she's just gullible sometimes...and an idiot." Dinah tells her.

"Still believes that you never went to our highschool." Tori adds.

"Also believes that mermaids are real, but don't tell her I told you that." Dinah adds, and it makes Ally smile.

"If I don't tell her tonight I don't think I ever will." Ally tells them.

"What are you waiting for? Let's get dressed!" Tori yells and pulls Ally's dress out of her closet. "We gon get you some Cuban tonight!"

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Arriving at the dance, Lauren fixes her shirt as she gets to Camila's door. Before she could knock, Camila had already opened the door. As much as Lauren might dislike her, she will admit she looks good.

"Hey babe." Camila goes and hugs Lauren while giving her a quick peck on lips.  "Can't do too much of that, my lipstick will get messed up...ugh Lauren really you're not matching me!" They walk to to the car, and get in.

Lauren rolls her eyes,"last minute notice" Lauren attempts to lighten the mood, "you think you'll win?"

"Over that hobbit Cat? For sure, that's not even her real hair color."

"You don't gotta be rude, Cat's really sweet."

"Why because she's two feet tall and has a chipmunk voice?"

"You ain't gotta hate on her like that." Lauren takes back what she thought earlier about her looking good.

Camila looks at Lauren, "You mad because I made fun of her height? Did I insult your little slut too?"

Lauren cringes at that word, she knows that's what she called Brooke a few days ago, but she was mad, "If you're talking about Brooke then no, I don't care what you say about her I just think you shouldn't be worried about other people especially not tonight." Lauren tells her.

"Well...can I tell you what else is on my mind tonight?" Camila teases, and places her hand on Lauren's leg. Lauren looks down at her leg and sighs, she grabs Camila's hand and puts it back on her leg. "I'm driving."

Camila just rolls her eyes, and looks out the window.

Lauren wasn't sure she was gonna make it  through the night.

A/n- Outfit check 🤪