"The graphing part is what you struggle on the most," Lauren said, grabbing her empty cup along with Y/N's. The younger girl threw her pencil on top of her worksheets, the ones that Lauren forced her to print out so she could get more practice. She rubbed her temples, while Lauren went to refill their cups with some water.
It's been about an hour since Y/N and Lauren started working on these problem sheets. She really does not want to do this. She's on the verge of either giving up or just passing out and going to sleep. She's tired, but she isn't about to admit that to Lauren because she seems like she's enjoying all of this. Now that Y/N thinks of it, no one has ever put so much effort to help her on something she's struggling on. Y/N's had people give up on her before; her sister, brother...her parents. She wouldn't admit it, but she's still hurt from them kicking her out and sending her off. It's one thing to kick her out of the house, but it's another to pay for your own daughter to stay away from you.
Her phone vibrating on the coffee table pulled Y/N out of her thoughts. She reached for her phone, ignoring the knock on Lauren's door because she was reading this message from a long time friend.
"I only have time to talk for an hour"
"It's Janet by the way"
"I know you hate me but please tell me you didn't delete my number"
Lauren furrowed her eyebrows hearing the knocking continue on her door. She set the glasses on the table and went to her door, not bothering to look through the peephole. Opening her door, she found one girl she didn't want to see today because of what happened almost two weeks ago.
"I really need to talk," Camila said, a little out of breath, like she just ran to Lauren's apartment. Which is weird, because Camila's apartment is right in front of Lauren's. Unless...
"Your lips are swollen, your hair is a mess, and you have no bra on..." Lauren stated, her eyes looking at Camila's body up and down. She huffed,"Go talk to whoever is in your room right now." She was ready to slam her door, to have some sort of victory against Camila. Because it's usually the other way around, except Lauren hadn't just gotten done making out with someone.
"Lauren, please..."
"Um, Lauren..." The older girl turned around, hearing a voice who immediately calmed her down from her anger and from her heart doing some weird shit in her chest. She sighed in relief, but frowned seeing Y/N with her backpack and her book."I, uh...oh, hey." Y/N said glancing at Camila at the door.
"Who is she?" Camila asked, her disgust not going unnoticed by Lauren and Y/N.
"Y/N, nice to meet you," She said politely, extending her hand towards Camila. The brown eyed girl looked at her hand, then back to her eyes. Awkwardness started to fill around the room, at least to Y/N, so she pulled her hand back and cleared her throat."Anyways, I have to go Lauren-"
"What? Why? You were starting to get the hang of logarithms-"
"Yeah. Thank you for that. But a friend texted me and we haven't really talked in a while. This is the only time we have to talk, so I have to go." Y/N gave her a sympathetic look, Lauren simply pouted slightly since she knew Y/N's weakness."Nu-uh, I really have to go, Lauren," she chuckled, which only made Lauren frown."I'll make it up to you, promise." She walked past Lauren, and Camila, and waved shortly.
"Text me when you get home." She told her, more like demanded, which made Y/N salute her before glancing at Camila.
"Text me if anything happens." She tells her, which only made Lauren nod and watch Y/N walk down the hall.
"You didn't answer my question." Camila said through gritted teeth, making Lauren look away from where Y/N walked off to.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Who was she?"
"A friend," Lauren crossed her arms, giving Camila a questioning look."I met her two weeks ago, you know? The two weeks ago we were suppose to meet at that coffee shop so we could talk about us."
"Oh, God, Lauren...when are you going to get over that?" Camila groaned dramatically.
"Bye, Camila." Lauren closed her door without another word. Although she felt some sort of victory, her heart dropped because she basically slammed the door on the strongest love she ever felt before in her life. She leaned against her door, staring up at the ceiling with a small hope that Y/N would call instead of text her when she was home. The girl has only been gone for ten minutes and Lauren misses her already.
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"For the last time, Janet," Y/N said annoyed, rubbing her temples before bringing her hands together in front of her face."Quit calling me just to tell me this."
"I'm not even suppose to be talking to you in the first place." The girl on the other line whispered shouted, earning a scoff from Y/N. She ran her hand through her hair before laying back on her couch and staring up at the ceiling as Janet started her speech of how she had to come back to New York to make amends with her family. Y/N loves her family, she does, even after what they did to her, she loves them. She would do anything for them, except give them what they want about her sexuality. Janet has been calling at least once a month to try and convince her to do so, her answer is always the same.
No.
"...and Chel is getting suspicious-"
That caught Y/N's attention, Janet mentioning her asshole of a boyfriend, maybe husband by now, just gets Y/N angry. Chel, it's a nickname Y/N and her family call him by, his real name is Israel, he's an ass. Israel is the type of boyfriend who would flaunt his girlfriend just to show she's better than yours, he does it in the worse way. Israel and Miguel, Y/N's brother, were best friends, up until the fact that Miguel fell in love with Janet. Miguel was so close to beating Israel's ass, he told Miguel that Janet would be his trophy wife when they got married. Y/N thought it was nice that Miguel was so overprotective of Janet like that, considering the fact that Janet considers him as a brother–friendzoned. Miguel was heartbroken, which led to him talking to several different girls, at the same time.
Not the point, the point is that Y/N, as well as her brother, hate Israel with a passion. He doesn't deserve Janet, Janet deserves way better and she doesn't even realize that.
"You're a fucking idiot." Y/N sat up, hearing some shuffling on the other line.
"What are you talking about?"
"You're still dating that asshole? Why? He doesn't give you the right kind of love you deserve...as matter of fact, he doesn't show or give you love-"
"He bought me a ring the other day." Janet tried to defend him, but that only fueled fire in Y/N's anger. She clenched her jaw and her fists to try and calm herself down before she said something she would regret.
Too late...
"Oh, yeah...where did he get this one? The pawn shop, buy one get another half off...real classy-"
"You do this all the time!" Janet yelled, she wasn't whispering anymore. She was full out yelling, but it wasn't the fact that Janet yelling, it was the words she were saying that caught Y/N off guard."You try to piss me off so the conversation could end but I'm not letting you do that this time. Ever since we kissed in the bathroom that day you have been acting weird and I'm not liking it because I can't live with this guilt..."
Wait, Y/N knows where she's going with this. She can't believe Janet is thinking this way. It pisses her off yet makes her feel bad for Janet at the same time. She sighs, runs a hand through her hair while resting her allows on her knees.
"Janet..." She spoke, interrupting the older girl from her small rant. She was out of breath when she stopped speaking, which confused Y/N but she didn't question it."I'm gay...I was already gay when I kissed you in that bathroom. I liked girls then, just like I like them now. It wasn't the kiss we shared that made me be like oh god, I'm gay...no, no bullshit like that. I realized I was gay when I was only attracted to Gabriella on HSM, all three of those, and let's not mention Kim Possible...I would've gave anything to meet her but my hopes were crushed when I realized she's a cartoon,..." she heard a small laugh, meaning that Janet had calmed down by now.
"I'm gay...it's not a big deal, it's just a gender I'm into but apparently it matters to my parents," She shrugged, playing with her pencil, twisting it around her fingers."Don't beat yourself up-"
"That doesn't help the fact that I'm confused." Janet said in a weak voice, which made Y/N's heart skip a beat for some reason.
"Janet, what are you-"
"Shit," She whispered, confusing Y/N a little."I can't talk, my parents are home...we'll talk about this later."
"Janet-" It too late, she had hung up and left Y/N even more confused than she has before. She locked her phone and tossed it beside her on the couch, she grabbed a pillow and shoved it in her face before letting out a scream.
She feels stressed...out
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Walking into her class, Y/N bumped into someone she was hoping to never ever bump into. She went to high school with her, and when she graduated she thought she was going to never see her ever again. She should've known that Magy would want to go to college, but the fact that they are ex-best friends and Y/N's past love of her life–Scratch that, her heart is going faster than normal and her palms are sweating as she stares into her brown eyes, she still loves her.
"H-hey." She is also stuttering in front of her, boy, this brings memories of high school doesn't it? Y/N mentally face palmed, trying to seem calm which Magy led to believe until she saw Y/N avoid her eyes.
"Are you okay?" Magy asked her.
"Y-yeah...uh, what do you need?" You bumped into her, Y/N. Right...This time, Y/N literally face palmed and it made a melodic sound escape Magy's lips. Y/N's heart jumped, and she did everything possible so her smile wasn't so wide it would scare Magy away.
"I actually do need something," Magy said, ripping a small piece of paper out and scribbling something down. She handed to Y/N, which let her read it over and she swears she would jump up and down like a child reading these numbers."I'm kind of struggling with this math, I was wondering if you could help me. Whenever you have time, you seem busy, I saw you walking around campus with your camera." Magy smiled.
"Yeah...uh," Deciding against telling Magy that she as well is struggling with this math, she nods and says,"I'll see when I have free time." By saying this, she's saying she'll have to call Lauren later so she could ask her how to actually do these stupid problems. Magy simply nods, walks up the stairs of the classroom to take her seat.
Y/N sighed in relief before sitting in her seat, slouching down when she saw her professor walk in and immediately start with another lesson. She's going have to call Lauren later.
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Is now a safe time to say that this is going to be a kinda sad story. When I say this, I mean there will be moments that it will get sad and like really thrilling(I think). Anyway, it'll be good...lots of Camren, though as well some of you and Lauren...again; sorta sad.
-Alexa
Also, things get really serious in the next chapter so yeah ;). Updates for this book are on Saturdays(or days I feel like updating)