yellow ➸ camren

fourteen

She had feelings for Camila.

Lauren looked down at the smaller girl next to her and bit her lip. Of course she couldn't have fallen for the friendly girl that always smiles at her in Starbucks, or the blonde haired girl in her Art History class.

No, she had to fall for Camila. The eccentric, messy, human tornado that had shown up on their doorstep.

But Camila was so many other things to Lauren. Adorable, affectionate, endearing, genuine, cuddly, goofy, enchanting, and yellow. Yellow.

Lauren understood why Camila liked that color so much. Camila was the human equivalent of the color yellow. Bright, cheery, and joyful. Yellow was also the color of sunshine, which Lauren considered ironic.

So to answer her own question, yes. Lauren would let Camila kiss her. There was only one problem, and that was the fact that Lauren had no idea if Camila even knew what kissing meant. What if Camila just wanted to kiss everyone she met?

It was obvious that Camila was capable of love. Lauren could tell by the way the smaller girl would give the gentlest of care to even something as trivial as a flower. Camila loved. Camila loved everything.

But did Camila know how to love?

The fact that Lauren could see herself loving Camila surprised even Lauren herself. She had never seen herself falling in love. In fact, Lauren had basically sworn off any type of relationship before she met Camila.

Lauren didn't like people. Most people. She liked her family, her roommates, and now Camila. That was about it.

She was always afraid that someone was trying to befriend her for the wrong reasons. Or that someone was being nice to her as a joke. She hated secrecy, and lies, and everything else that most people considered to be just a normal part of life.

But now, there was Camila. Camila was pure, Camila was innocent. There wasn't even a word to describe Camila. She was just so genuinely Camila.

There was no way of knowing if Camila returned her feelings, really. Lauren sighed heavily, realizing that she would just have to wait and see what happened.

Camila lifted her head and furrowed her eyebrows when she felt Lauren sigh.

"Lolo?" she tilted her head to the side. "Are you sad?"

Lauren laughed softly and shook her head. "No, silly," she crinkled her nose. "I'm just tired." She noticed Camila yawn and realize the smaller girl was probably still exhausted from the night before. They both hadn't gotten much sleep.

"Goodnight, Lolo," Camila mumbled, before burying her head in Lauren's shoulder. Lauren bit her lip to stop herself from smiling. She stared up at the ceiling for a while, continuing to cycle through her thoughts about Camila.

Camila's hand twitched and Lauren giggled when she realized she was asleep. She scooted over a bit so they could both fit long ways on the couch. She laid her head back and sighed softly, inviting sleep to overtake her. Eventually her eyelids grew heavy and she drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile, Dinah and Normani were being dismissed from their only class that day. The Polynesian girl wiped the sweat from her forehead and took a big gulp from her water bottle.

"I'm beat," Dinah huffed as Normani grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulder.

"Same. And I'm starving," Normani patted her stomach for emphasis. Dinah nodded in agreement.

"Hey, why don't we meet Ally at DiClaudio's for lunch and discuss this whole... situation?" Dinah asked, following her roommate down the school hallway and into the parking lot.