I like Camila's butt and I cannot lie

14 - Pay for my services

I found myself day dreaming about when next I get to see Shawn.

This was weird because normally, I couldn't give two fucks about Shawn. It felt odd. And this made me feel even more guilty, considering that I slept with Shawn not long after my date with Luke.

I couldn't even wait for the next day at least... it just had to be no less than thirty minutes out of Luke's apartment and Shawn already had my panties in his palm.

The guilt hovered over my head like pregnant clouds the whole day when I wasn't thinking about Shawn.

From what I could gather up from our encounters, maybe Shawn would be commited to be in a relationship with me. It's obvious.

He even went as far as to ruin a date just so he wouldn't lose me. If that isn't a connection then I don't know what is.

The problem with him I suspect is that he's maybe afraid of getting too close to anyone. That's the only reasonable explanation as to why Shawn acts detached sometimes.

Like how he hasn't called me for four days since he ruined my date with Luke.

But it's okay, I've been ghosted by him for longer and he's just hiding out in ice fort of isolation and ego. I'd just have to teach him how to come out of his shell.

Expose him to the joys of something more than a strictly sexual relationship.

"Camila? You heard me didn't you?" Mr Gibson snapped me out of my train of thought.

"Of course sir." I nodded and turned my head to the boy by my side. "What was he saying?"

"Um... you got the second leading role."

I gasped and did a little jig which drew the attention of everyone around. Mr Gibson put his hand on his hip and shook his head at me.

I apologised, feeling embarrassed.

I then turned to the boy again. "Who got the leading role?"

"Leonard." He said.

"What? But the first role is female! He got it?"

"Yep. He's THAT good."

I folded my arms and looked at Leonard from across the room. He was almost my mortal enemy. Every audition or student prize award I planned on getting, he always snatched it away.

Especially when it's just within my reach. I looked at him and I think I caught him smiling deviously at me.

I gasp.

"It's on bitch." I say to him subtly.

"Yes, the stage manager breaking her leg 'is on bitch', Camila." Mr Gibson said and I flushed in embarrassment.

*****

I was off with Lauren and the gang celebrating our last free hangout session before exams and I had to admit that I was a little bit more than tipsy.

"Omg, look at that leather jacket. I feel as if Shawn could pull it off." I said looking at an advert that played on the bar's tv.

Lauren choked a bit on her drink and looked at me. "What's your deal?"

"What?" I genuinely asked.

"This Shawn dude, he's all you've been talking about for days on end."

"What? I don't talk about him that much."

"We went to Popeyes earlier this week and you picked up a nugget claiming that it had Shawn's jawline."

"Okay, okay. I get. It's just that, I've been considering something new recently. I'm seeing him in a different light." I sipped more of my tequila.