Lauren Jauregui Imagines

Celebration Time: Part 2

Requested

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"Detention Ms. Y/L/N! No if ands or buts about it. I'll see you at 5:30". I groaned as I walked out of Ms. Gretchen's office and bumped into somebody as I looked up from the detention slip.

"Mhm I've wanted to be in these strong arms all day. Hi baby". My mood instantly brightened when I saw Lauren and I smiled at how cute she looked in her debate outfit.

"Hey cutie, I've wanted you in my strong arms all day". She giggled as I dipped her and placed a passionate kiss on those delicious lips of hers.

"Ahem. Public displays of affection are against school rules Ms. Y/L/N and Ms. Jauregui. Detention for you both. You really need to straighten your act Ms. Y/L/N. Didn't I just give you detention?" I rolled my eyes as she handed Lauren a detention slip and wrapped my arm around Lauren's curvy waist.

"I'll straighten my act as soon as you get some dick in your life, because it's apparent that you need some". Lauren hit my chest as Gretchen wrote me another slip.

"Well at least we both have detention on the same day. Hey, we've never fucked in the detention room have we?" My eyes widened and I smirked as I shook my head.

"Isn't that on the checklist babe?" Lauren playfully hit my side as we walked into the cafeteria for lunch.

"Hey since it'll be our first time in the detention room, why don't we add to the pleasure?" I furrowed my eyebrows at Lauren until she turned my face in the direction of our favorite cheerleader; Camila.

I smirked as I turned back to Lauren and pulled her into my lap at our table.

"You really wanna do that again my little freak?" She giggled and nodded as I fed her a French fry.

"There's just one problem. Camila is a goody goody. She couldn't get detention if she tried". I nodded in understanding and a mischievous smile appeared on my face.

"What evil little plan are you hatching in that head of yours?" I sighed in content as Lauren stroked my hair and laid my head on her chest.

"We'll just have to get her detention today".

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"Are you sure this is gonna work babe?" I shrugged my shoulders and turned back towards Ms. Gretchen's office.

"It better work, that note took me 5 minutes to write". We watched as Gretchen walked to her desk and picked up the note we placed as Camila's.

"Camila Cabello to Ms. Gretchen's office now!" Lauren and I both smiled as Camila walked into Gretchen's office.

"I think it worked babe". I nodded and pointed towards Camila who had a detention slip in one hand, and a confused/angry look plastered across her face.

Detention

"You honestly think she skipped detention? Maybe Cabello is a badass after all". Gretchen slammed her ruler down on the desk and shushed us as Camila walked in.

"Nice for you to join us Ms. Cabello. Take a seat. Detention is an hour and thirty minutes, beginning now". Lauren and I winked at Camila as she sat down and smirked at her confused face.

"Sit tight and don't go anywhere. I gotta take an important call from another teacher regarding grades and stuff. Bye". I cringed as she sped out of the door, eager to fuck Mr. Reid, who had already left school.

"Hey Camila". She looked between us both and shifted in her seat as we got closer to her.

"W-what's going on?" She shivered as I unzipped her cheer uniform and ran my fingers down her spine. Lauren worked to pull Camila's bra off and we both sunk to our knees next to her, taking her stiff nipples in our mouths.