Best Enemies

Chapter 3

Lauren awoke after having the best sleep of her life.. she'd actually awoken without the help of Sam for the first time in weeks rolling over to scratch at her eyes as the well dressed man flaunt into the room shocked at her already glowing face

"Damn mama... early night?"

Not really... as much as she'd never admit it the late night surprise visit actually wore her out so much that as soon as her head hit the pillow she was out like a light, her usual nightly routine would be her scrolling through her phone until her eyes burn enough to force herself into a reluctant sleep..

"Yeah I guess so?"

Sam smiled before tripping over something threw against the couch, he bent down picking up the thin material between his fingertips holding it up in front of his face with a sarcastic eye roll, instantly Lauren's cheeks began to burn a deep shade of red realising Camila had left her bra so blatantly in plain sight

"Uh that's mine..."

Fuck.. she thought to herself as Sam crease his brow, she didn't even think to blame it on a hookup and now she just looked unbelievably suspicious as the man called her out on the trip up

"Uhh... not to give you a big head or anything but I highly doubt you'd fit into anything like this mama... maybe one of your little ladies left it here.."

Lauren nod breathing a sigh of relief happy the man didn't bother asking anymore questions, the sight of the bra however only reminding her of how intense her and the Youngers interaction was last night...

"Yeah probably... it's not like I keep track anymore anyway... just leave it on the nightstand I'll get rid of it"

She spoke before peeling her limbs happily from the white duvet her messy hair wild and evident of a good night, she waste no time in getting dressed as Sam kiss her cheek to leave for the day leaving her in her alone to effortlessly apply her subtle but immaculate winged liner, as she stare on in the mirror she couldn't help but notice the discarded material out of the corner of her eye, the white lace familiar and filled with lustful thoughts, the memory of the girls 'secret' tasting still prominent in the front of her brain

She quickly lift her eyes away finishing off the signature look which today happened to be a short skirt and tight white tee, her legs trailing over to her bag picking up her phone only to realise she was 5 minutes late

"Shit!"

She voiced to herself as she scrambled to zip up her belongings throwing the bag over her shoulder before quickly exiting the dorm slamming the door behind her as she flawed it like a race car not wanting to land a seat at the front of the class much to her surprise however there was still a spot at the back.. well .. it was the only spot and unfortunately it just so happened to be right next to Camila..

Lauren roll her eyes gripping the strap over her shoulder harshly as she mull over the idea of just heading back out ...

"Lauren you're late, take a seat please!"

The woman out front voiced sternly causing Lauren to internally cuss like an American sailor as she drag her feet over to the remaining chair, her temper now hitting just under the line of an outburst as she slam her bag into the floor quickly shooting the younger a look as she sarcastically laugh under her breath

"What is your problem?"

Lauren voiced out with gritted teeth watching on as the younger cockily shrug her brows knowing the reason for such a flamboyant sit down was due to the fact she had been basically forced to set down camp beside her new 'helping hand'