In A Flash (camren)

Chapter 2

"So, this girl named J randomly attacked you with a gun.....that wasn't a gun. Right?" Dinah asked me curiously.

"RIGHT. Then she proceeded to give me this note and she stuck it in my pocket and she left, just like that!" I exclaimed.

"Oh yeah, then you got out of the rope that wasn't actually a rope right?" Dinah sarcastically said.

"DINAH. I'm being serious." I whined.

"I'm just trying to say that you sound like...a maniac. Where's this note?" Dinah asked before writing her name on her paper. We were currently in our last class before we were dismissed and I was trying to explain the whole dilemma. Keyword; trying.

"At the apartment." I said finishing the work we were given for an "intro" of ourselves so the teacher can get to know us better.

"Alright, after this class, we're getting in my car and going to the apartment-"

"Cheech, someone's picking me up." I lightly whispered.

"OHHHHH SHIIII!" Dinah exclaimed.

"Excuse me? Your name please?" The teacher said from the desk and Dinah groaned.

"Let me formally introduce myself," Dinah grinned and I rolled my eyes knowing what she was about to do.

"Dinah don't do-"

Dinah cut me off by putting her palm against my face and she stood up. Dinah crossed her hands together and smiled.

"Everyone be quiet!" Dinah yelled and everyone looked at Dinah with curious faces or smiles.

"My name is Dinah Jane Hansen, I'm sure you'll be hearing more from me. Thank you."

Dinah grinned and the teacher laughed.

"Well, it seems like this will be a fun class. Dinah, please, just keep the voice level down. Especially when almost speaking expletive words."

"I got you miss." Dinah pointed at the teacher. I laughed and pulled Dinah back down into her seat.

"So, who's taking you home? I swear if it's that Mahone or Clifford or Frey or someone in this school that you know I don't like, I'm taking your ass home myself." Dinah stated.

"I didn't know you didn't like Cece."

"Yeah, well, I don't. She's been prowling for you ever since summer started. You probably didn't know this but every time she texted you, I kind of took your phone and deleted her message but then she started to do it too much so I blocked her number. So if she asks you then it wasn't me, all you." Dinah smiled.

"Oh my god Dinah! She's going to be interrogating me now, thanks!" I pouted.

"You should be thanking me but mhm okay. So who's taking you home?" Dinah asked curiously.

"Lauren." I simply stated.

"Lauren? LAUREN? Is this a fucking code name for someone I don't like because I've never heard you talk to a 'Lauren.'"

"I met her like 2 years ago then I saw her at the party yesterday." I explained.

"Younger or older? She pretty or- never mind. I'm going to follow you outside and see for myself." Dinah smirked.

"Don't embarrass me!" I exclaimed.

"I just got to do a run through with her, you're my Mila, my super Mila, I got to make sure." Dinah explained and I lightly laughed, nodding at her.