Best Enemies

Chapter 2

"Hmm well if you really want to know... she was blonde... light skin, long legs, tasted-

I lied ... I couldn't tell him

"Ok ok Lauren stop! I really don't want to know.. can we just leave already? I hate being late!"

He interjected instantly eliciting a small giggle that fell from my mouth as I scrunch my hair between my fingers repositioning it over my shoulder, he may act all offended and prude but the truth was he actually found it funny and only had a problem when it kept him up at night which really wasn't often given the fact he normally stayed behind to complete work until at least 9:30 every night.. plenty of time ..

"Ok I'm ready! Get the door!"

I grabbed my bag throwing it over my shoulder before finally heading out the wooden frame setting my heeled feet out onto the hot concrete below me, the Miami sun laying itself on me like a blissful blanket of heat I could only thank for so beautifully starting my morning, Sam's arm quickly lace around mine pulling me along with him as he ramble about the girls 'ruining' his upcoming show, just as he began to start throwing names I couldn't help but lay eyes on a petite black haired girl waking our way, her eyes seemingly doing the same as they gave my body the once over

Sam paused his breath as the girl grew closer lifting her fingers in a subtle wave and sweet smile that only warrant a wink

"Hey Lauren!"

She spoke in a high pitched flirtatious voice, I couldn't tell you her name but I knew she was one of last weeks texts and to be quite honest .. it was a good night, I said hi back before Sam's grip pulled me back across the sidewalk rejoining his side I had unknowingly stray from

"Lauren! Drop the whole sex celebrity thing for a minute and listen to me? Did you even hear what I said?"

Nope...

"Yeah of course I did Sammy?"

Fingers crossed

"You're such a liar!"

Damn it

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Later that day I sat flipping through endless pages of information I had no intentions of reading, the one class I shared with the majority of the other cases around campus always seemed to drag, it was the last of the day and to be honest my brain shut off the moment I had walked through the door, let's not get it twisted however I was very into my education and the classes that actually apply to my course I took great care with! people flood in taking their seats blocking my view gladly from the front.. the only thing to do? Check the texts!

They were.. endless, not to blow my own trumpet but given the madly populated campus it wasn't unusual for there to be an index of experimental 19 year old girls (including straight girls.. mhmm) that were dying to live out their college 'phase', many I knew were dares or lonely nights of impulse however that didn't really bother me.. it came with the territory, just as I flipped open a message the loud laugh of a familiar girl flood my ears in the most annoying way, my eyes flit up for a second settling on the petite body of Camila.. ugh, her voice was like an unwanted siren...