Too Much Love || shawmila ♡

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Camila's POV

"Do you have any plans for the weekend?" Lauren asks as we walk out the school gates side by side.

"Homework, and then some more homework. Oh yeah! I'm going to this really cool place after that called Homeworkland!" I reply sarcastically.

"Ugh, you're such a nerd." Lauren scoffs, "Why don't you just ditch that stupid idea and come to James' party?"

Lauren and I were best friends since the first memory I can recall. We were conplete opposites though; She have green eyes, I have brown eyes, She has short, shoulder length hair and I have long hair that reaches the middle of my back. She is quite the badass and I am quite the nerd.

She likes to party, I hate partying.

"I can't. I literally can't. My chemistry teacher gave us a shit load of homework to do, and it's due in on Monday. I have no time to do anything else." I sigh. As much as I love school and learning and education, homework was one thing I could live wothout. It just causes unnessacary stress and anxiety that is so unwanted, it makes me look popular.

"Well, you can just come to the party, stay for a while, then go home. Cams it's just one night." Lauren says.

"Okay, but what if I wake up and I'm completely hungover? It might make me lose focus." I retort, proud with my smart remark.

"Bitch, why, you ever been hungover?" Lauren asks, knowing she's hit the nail on the head.

"No, but-"

"Then you don't know what a hangover is like! It's literally just a massive and painful headache. It doesn't make you lose focus. It just makes you lose patience."

"What's the fun in that?"

Lauren groans and looks at me with defeat. I smile triumphantly.

"Fine, Camila. You can just go do your shitty ass homework, while me and the girls have fun." She looks at me as she says this.

"Wait, Ally's going to party? Since when does that happen?" I ask confusedly.

Ally was an even bigger goody two shoes than I was. She follows every rule, had absolutely no detention and rarely (and I mean rarely) cussed. She has a beautiful, kind soul, and radiates sunshine and happiness everywhere she goes. She was iridescent.

Imagine that beam of light at a party. Can you? I can't.

"Since she grew a pair of balls." Lauren answers.

I choke on my own saliva and then go on a coughing spree.

Lauren, my lovely best friend, just loses it and starts laughing at me while I'm dying.

"She grew a pair of what?" I half whisper half yell in between long, hard breaths.

"It's a metaphor. Wow, for a nerd you really are dumb as fuck." Lauren says as she giggles. I glare at her.

"I love you though." She squeezes me in a tight hug and smiles. I laugh along with her.

"Love you, too." I say, my arms wrapping around her own. "That's our ride." I announce as we pull away from the quick embrace. Chris, Lauren's brother, pull up in front of us with his red Mustang, and beeps the horn.

We descend down the stairs and get into the car, me in the backseat amd Lauren in the passenger seat.

"Hello, beautiful." Chris says as we enter the car.

"Chris, I never knew you were into incest. Dude that's gross." Lauren replies. I snicker in the back.

"Can you shut up? I was talking to Camila." He snaps. I immeadiately blush before yelling a loud "Apply ice on the burn!"