Señorita

8. "Where did you throw my bra!Those are expensive!"

The tiny brunette left the house making her way down to the beach. Whatever something went wrong, being at the beach would help her.

Something about the sound of waves and the smell of salt water just made her feel safe.

She sat down near the water watching the tide come in and out.

Stupid Tony, why did he have to do that? Shawn was the only one who didn't know about her past with Tony or much about it like everyone else did.

She would have loved to had kept it that way. Was she proud of it? Of course she wasn't, she was just a stupid teenage girl who thought she was in love.

All she could think about was high school, why did she have to walk back into that locker room?

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"Wasn't that a great game!"

"Of course it was, we won!" Camila shouted laughing with the rest of her teammates.

"It's even better because it's an away game, our football team is pretty great."

"It would be better if the school gave us our own locker room, it doesn't take only 15 minutes to change! The boys don't even need to change!" Madison, another cheerleader, complained.

Camila let out another laugh at what the girls were saying "come on? We have to get to the bus, remember whoever is on last has to ride on the boys bus!" She shouted "I wouldn't mind, some of those boys are hot!" Madison answered.

"You got everything?" Luna asked everyone. Camila began to look through her gym bag "I forgot my sneakers" she announced "again?" Luna asked "I keep forgetting!"

"I'll just get them really quick!" The Cuban told her heading to the locker room "aren't the boys still in there?" Madison asked "no they left" Camila answered.

The 16 year old walked over opening the door looking for where she left her shoes.

Instead of finding her shoes, she came face to face with a shirtless boy. "Oh my god" she said turning away her face turning red.

"What? Am I scary? Is that how ugly I am?" The boy said laughing. "Far from that" she mumbled under her breath. "What?" He asked "I just said sorry, Anthony" Camila said.

"You know, everyone calls me Tony" the boy said moving closer to the girl. "Okay, Tony" she said taking a step back hitting the lockers behind her.

The boy rested one of his hands above her head against the locker. "I should probably get going" the Cuban said "aren't you forget something?" Tony asked walking over and picking up a pair of sneakers.

"Oh, thank you" Camila said taking them from him beginning to walk away. "Hold on, that's how you thank someone?" The boy asked grabbing her arm pulling her back to him.

"And what's the proper way to thank someone?" She asked him "I don't know, you tell me."

The girl smiled before placing a kiss on his cheek then leaving the room.

"What about on the lips?" He called out "maybe next time!"

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