Dear Lauren

Chapter Eighteen.

Lauren's POV

I can't stop thinking about what Luis said.

You like her.

I can't like her. I'm straight. I like guys.

But her smile.

No. I'm straight.

Those lips.

Stop it.

Her hair.

I like guys.

She's different.

Guys are what I like.

She actually cares.

Maybe I like her.
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"Hey Laur!" She calls as I finish getting my binder. I break into a smile. I can't control it.

"Hey Camz!" Camz? That's new. Oh shit. What if she hates me?

"Ooh I like that! Camz," she says and giggles.

I could listen to that all day.

No stop it.

"What are you doing this weekend?" I ask her.

"Oh probably hanging out with DJ here," she laughs at the end and nudges her friend.

I laugh with her and can't help but notice the twinkle in her eyes or the crinkle in her nose as she giggles. We make eye contact and just smile.

Dinah's POV

I see Lauren and Camila basically eye fucking so I cough to break them apart.

"Lauren you should hang out with us," I say and see Camila freeze out of fear and excitement.

"I'd love to," she says smiling at Camila again. "I'll see you guys later?"

"Yeah sure," I say and nudge Camila.

"Bye Lolo see you later!" She says and then turns to me scared shitless. "Dinah what the fuck?"

"What? She seems nice," I say. I know Camila loves her.

"You're such an ass," Camila says and punches me.

"You love me," I say and we walk down the hallway.