~You-u-u-u-u-u got me good
I-i-i-i-i-i-i
You-u-u-u-u-u
I like this right here.
Word on the street is that you're single
So, so baby have you heard my single?
It goes la di-da and it hits like a symbol
I drew a heart with my finger on your window.
What's up?
Even with your hair up
Girl, what's up?
Even in your sweat pants
Girl, what's up?
Even when you wake without any make-up, I'm in love.~
Camila’s P.O.V.
Maybe it’s the style of her hair, long, milk chocolate locks flowing down her back; she’s wearing a beanie again, this time black. Maybe it’s the shape of her eyes, gosh what color are they? Light brown-NO, there’s a hint of green…maybe hazel, hmm, yeah green, depends on what she’s wearing though, gosh why did I have to sit so far! Whatever color they are, it doesn’t even matter, it’s the way she stares whenever she addresses me, like she’s staring straight into my soul, I mean, how DOES she do that?
“I know what you guys are thinking,” I watched her walk around the stage waving her hands around, “it’s MODERN art, why are we talking about deceased painters,” she said sarcastically letting out a funny little laugh-ADORABLE, “well, because without THEM, art wouldn’t have evolved into what it is now.”
What is it about her? I don’t know, but she has me zeroed in and it has only been one week of class!
WHAT IS GOING ON WITH ME?
She’s so passionate, the way she speaks or maybe it’s the way her lips move whenever she speaks or maybe it’s her hand gestures and the way she gets so excited every time someone actually has an opinion, it’s cute, yeah cute.
WHY CAN’T I STOP STARING AT HER LIPS?
“Van Gogh, Munch, Goya,” she gestured with her left hand, “what do these painters have in common? Come on guys?” she smiled, her reddish-pink lips spread across her face-MAYBE IT’S HER SMILE.
Whatever IT IS, it’s as if every time I walk into class, I come up with something else to admire about her.
“No one? Oh come on…take a wild guess! I’d rather you guys guess than remain quiet.” She said pinching the bridge of her nose.
“They’re all crazies.” I whispered under my breath.
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Happy Accident (originally started in Songs About Camren)
Fanfiction"'Well,' I paused and I couldn't help but smile, 'sometimes, things happen and we may not be ready for them, but they still happen, like they're supposed to.'" What happens when head cheerleader Camila Cabello has to take an extra class with the ne...
