Bus Stop (Camren)

Chapter Two

The other students quickly started flooding in. The next thing Lauren knew, the class was filled and the professor was there. "Hello class. Welcome to English literature. I'm Ms. Vienna. You are all destined writers, so make the most of your education here and use it for your own personal enrichment," said Lauren's teacher. Ms. Vienna didn't really look like a teacher. She was wearing baggy grey jogging pants, a blue shirt, and Vans sneakers. Ms. Vienna deviated from the typical professor stereotype, Lauren loved that.

The teacher proceeded to take attendance. A few names went by until one caught Lauren's attention. "Karla Cabello?" Ms. Vienna called out. "Here," called out the girl from the bus stop. Karla. That was the girl's name. Lauren was euphoric. She finally put a name to the girl's face. Karla. Karla. Lauren Jauregui thought that she was genuinely captivated by the girl before, but now, she truly is.

Another series of name were called out until Lauren's name was shouted out. "Lauren Jauregui?" Ms. Vienna asked as she scanned her eyes across the room. Lauren was so caught up in Karla that she forgot to answer right away. A student saw Lauren's name on her bag and nudged her elbow. "Your name is being called," said the boy next to her. "Oh shit, thank you for telling me," Lauren whispered. The other students in the room were looking around to see where this Lauren was. "I'm here!" Lauren shouted as she waved her right hand in the air. "Good, I thought you were absent. Hello Lauren, nice to have you among us" said the professor. Lauren scanned the room. The students turned back around and resumed what they were previously doing except for one person, Karla.

Karla was looking at Lauren and Karla quickly turned around when the two girls made eye contact. Lauren froze and couldn't breathe. The girl now knew her name and she knew hers. Lauren felt something when they made eye contact. Even if they were at opposite ends of the room, an electric and energizing feeling ran through Lauren's body. A connection was established.

"Okay. You are all dismissed. I'll see you all tomorrow! Don't forget to buy all your textbooks at the library!" screamed out the professor as the students trampled out of the room. Lauren, having decided to sit in the last row of desks, was the last one to leave. As she was making her way out, she noticed something on Karla's desk. Karla drew a detailed tiger head. A blend of orange, black, and white were in balanced harmony. It was simply beautiful. "Wow, Karla is talented..," Lauren told herself. She took out her cellphone and captured a picture of the drawn animal. Before leaving, she looked back at Ms. Vienna. The professor was smiling and watching Lauren. Lauren waved goodbye and so did the teacher. Yep. Lauren definitely liked her English teacher.

Making her way out of the class, she was pushed on the wall by a horde of people. The halls were stuffed by students walking from every single direction possible. "Ouch. This is crazy," Lauren thought as she tried to survive the situation. Opening her phone, she saw the time. It was 12:35 pm. Lunch time. She waited for the commotion to die down. When it did, she went on an adventure to find the cafeteria.

The halls looked like a complicated network of labyrinths. So many turns and directions. "Where do I go? A map would be really useful right now..," Lauren told herself. Her prayers were answered when she spotted a map of the University. She located where the cafeteria was and started her trek there. It was pretty far away. Knowing she had a long walk ahead of her, she let her mind wander. Karla dominated her thoughts. "How can one girl be so interesting yet so mysterious?" Lauren asked herself. She has all these questions about the girl at her bus stop. She took a break to observe her environment.

The University was 100 years old. The beige rock walls climbed up for several metres and would collide at the dome ceiling. Art works were displayed everywhere. From famous paintings like the Mona Lisa to simple art created from local students, it was beautiful. Lauren walked the final stretch of corridor to the cafeteria entrance. The cafeteria was full. Lauren just went to the store and bought a ham sandwich and decided to go eat somewhere else. She still had 25 minutes before her next class. The woman sat down on an old wooden bench near a row of lockers. No one was around. "Isn't it funny how before it was hard to get around this place and now there isn't a single person walking in the halls?" Lauren told herself.

She finished her sandwich and walked to her next class, Western Philosophy. Karla was sadly not in this class with her. She felt heavy disappointment. "I would've loved to look at her for 3 hours strait..," Lauren mumbled. The course was over and Lauren had no more classes that day. She gathered her things and exited the school. Lauren would get her books at the library next time she had classes. She waited at the same place where the bus dropped her off that morning. The bus approached and stopped to let Lauren in.

She walked up the stairs and the bus shut the door to continue its route. Lauren sat down at the back of the bus and heard someone outside scream "WAIT!!! STOP!!" The bus halted to let a girl walk in. It was Karla. Her voice was so petite and raspy. It was a sound that Lauren wanted to hear for the rest of her life. Karla had a mountain of books in her hands. Stumbling around, the distressed girl sat at the front of the bus. Lauren kept on looking at the other girl like a treasure. It was like she was trying to memorize every detail of Karla's body. Who knows for how long the 20 year old was intensely staring at her. Lauren couldn't care less in that moment.

Lauren's bus slowed down and she was at her stop. She started walking towards the front of the bus. Before she could offer Karla some help to carry her books, Lauren already saw her walking out of the bus and walking to the opposite end of the street. Lauren thanked the driver and exited as well. She saw Karla on the other side of the street. They were walking in parallel. Lauren turned left to her apartment at the same time Karla turned right to her's. They lived in front of each other. "How ironic," Lauren told herself as she watched Karla walking in the apartment building in front of hers.

Once Lauren entered her home, she was greeted by a gigantic mess of clothes scattered all around the living room. "Oh yeah. Forgot about that...," Lauren said as she sighed. Putting her favourite playlist on shuffle, she organized her belongings. She put her clothes back into the suitcases and took out her toiletries. She walked to the bathroom and placed all her beauty products, brushes, and dental care products on the ledge under a medium sized rectangular mirror.

Lauren took a moment to look at herself. She still had self-confidence issues, just like anybody else, but today, she felt good. Smiling and sending a wink to her reflection, Lauren took out her phone, paused her music and looked up local pizza restaurants. She dialled the number of the closest one. "Hello, Bonjour?" the man at the end of the line said. "Hi, I'd like to order a medium all dressed pizza," Lauren shyly demanded. "Alright, no problem Madame. Where would you like us to deliver it to?" the man asked with a thick French accent. "Um the address is 2802 BLVD St. Catherine," said Lauren. "Okay. Perfect. The grand total is 14.97$. Thank you for your order. Good evening Madame," the man said. Giggling, Lauren wished the man a good evening as well and hung up the phone.

Waiting around for her food, Lauren put Terrence Loves You by Lana Del Rey on, her favourite song at the moment. She let her body get carried away by the smooth vintage music. Swaying her hips and letting her hands freely roam her sides, she lost herself in the rhythm. Dancing into the kitchen, she twirled around. On her 5th turn, the bell rang. "PIZZZAAAA!" Lauren excitedly screamed out. She grabbed her wallet and ran to open the door. She took the food, paid for the pizza, and closed the door once more.

Lauren gobbled all 8 slices of pizza. She got dressed into her pyjamas and slid on her sheet less bed. Lauren fell asleep while listening to Lana's music and wished for one thing. She wished to have a sleeping Karla next to her.

Hello my fellow camren shippers. Thus is the conclusion of the second chapter of my fanfic. For those wondering why employees say "Hi, Bonjour," it's because Montreal is an increasingly bilingual city and we have to use both languages while coming into contact with customers for the first time. French is my first language and English is my second. I've attended English school all my life so I'm very comfortable with both languages. Don't shy away from dropping some comments and votes! Thank you for reading awesome people. Take care of yourselves!