Chapter 3: Class

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<Camila's POV>
After I stepped out of my moms car I saw a girl pull up in a four door gray car. Nothing special. I watched as she stepped out and was instantly mesmerized. It was silly because I hadn't even seen her eyes which were covered with a pair of shades. I made my way into the administrators office to get my schedule. Once I walked in I walked up to the lady at the desk.
"Uhh... Excuse me Miss..?" I looked at the short women next to the computer.
"Oh you must be Ms.Cabello?" She spoke looking up at me.
"It's pronounced CabeYo." I corrected her.
"My apologies Ms. This is Austin." She gestured to a boy next to her. "He will show you to your classes and answer all your questions. Do enjoy your first day at Forks High." She plastered another fake smile on her face after handing me my schedule and locker numbers. She returned to her computer as Austin walked around the desk to me. He was eyeing my like a piece of meat and I didn't like it one bit. I looked down at my schedule and wasn't to disappointed.
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Camila's Schedule
1) College Algebra
2) Anatomy II
3) AP US History
4) P.E
5) American Literature
-Lunch-
6) Study Hall
7) Advanced Creative Writing
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"Can I see your schedule?" I heard Austin ask and I handed it to him. He then grinned and pointed out that we had P.E and Study Hall together. He walked me through my schedule and was currently showing me the way to the cafeteria when all the sudden I am met with the most amazing green eyes ever.
"Hey who is that?" I totally ignore his other statements while pulling on his shirt. He looked over at who I was pointing at and had to hold back laughter.
"That is the one and only Lauren Jauregui. If you're hoping to be her friend, don't. She only talks to her brother and like two other people here. She's to good for us normal people." He said she a hint of sarcasm in his voice. Once it hits 7:25 the first bell rings and he parted my way. I made my way to my college algebra class after shoving everything in my locker and grabbing a notebook for class.

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