Camila's POV
"I fucking hate Chem class," I heard Dinah mutter as I set my food tray down on the table. "Mila," Dinah called and I looked up at the blong girl to see her handing me her banana. She usually always picked that specific piece of fruit to give it to me so I could have two. That's real friendship.
"Thank you," I smiled and found Normani narrowing her eyes at me. Before I could say anything, I heard that raspy voice that sent shivers down my spine and a pair of lips brush against the shell of my ear.
"Hi," Lauren whispered sweetly and sat down next to me.
"Hi," I said back rather shyly even though I didn't want to. I couldn't help but notice how attractive she looked today. She had applied more make up than normal but it was a nice change. She rocked the smokey eye look better than anyone and the green of her eyes was more intense than ever. Her black hair fell in natural waves and framed her face perfectly. She had on a black close-fitting crop top and denim shorts. With her bomber jacket tied around her waist and her combat boots, she looked stunning. I must've been pretty obvious in my staring because I felt a tap on my arm after a while. I turned to see Dinah and Normani looking at me.
"Eat your food," Dinah smirked at me and I nodded dumbly. "And you and I need to have a conversation," Dinah told me and I furrowed my eyebrows.
"About what?"
"You know what," Dinah looked between me and the green-eyed girl sitting next to me and I realized what she was trying to tell me.
"I'm right here," Lauren chimed in with a chuckle.
"I don't care," Dinah shrugged, "I'm gonna talk about this with my friend whether you like it or not."
"First of all," Lauren started and I watched the interaction between the two girls interestedly and so did Normani. "You're my friend too and you haven't asked me anything–"
"That's Normani's job," Dinah interrupted and the dark-skinned girl lifted an eyebrow.
"Whatever, and second, what do you even want to talk about?" Lauren questioned but I was sure she had an idea, I did.
"I want to talk about the fact that you two," the Polynesian girl lowered her voice, "Totally did it and didn't tell us anything!" the taller one whispered and I was shocked to hear that she knew. We hadn't told them yet and I didn't know when we would, besides we had also been pretty lowkey so how could she have known?
I wanted to ask the question but Lauren spoke before I could. "Maybe because...that's not of your business," the black haired girl mocked and Dinah looked unimpressed.
"Well, we're friends with both of you and we think that we should–"
"Who is 'we'?" Normani asked out of the blue with a playful tone to her voice. "No offense to you both but I really don't want to know details," she chuckled and I was relieved to hear that she wasn't being overly curious like our other friend.
"God, whatever. I know Camila is going to tell me everything anyway."
Lauren looked at me now and I blushed. "Are you going to tell her anything?" she asked while her eyes burned into mine. They seemed to literally take my breath away and I could barely form a response but I decided not to disagree with her.
"No, I'm not," Lauren seemed happy with my answer and gave me a dazzling effortless smile before turning to Dinah with a I-told-you-so look on her face.
"Yeah right," Dinah scoffed and the argument ended there. We all at our food with mindless chat and banter. Everything was fine until I felt a hand on my thigh. I took in a sharp breath when I felt the long fingers grip me underneath the red skirt I was wearing. Her hand was incredibly warm and I could barely think straight when she was so close to my center. Maybe I was a bit on edge ever since we had even together two days ago, but how could I not when I was around her? I knew what she could make me feel now and I would be lying if I said I didn't want to do it again.
