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unlikelyphantombread · 2 years ago

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Before the Morning

Summary: "I bring out the worst in you, but you bring out the best in me." I utter with my utmost sincerity.

And with a smile, she replied, "That's why we're so good for each other. Because we're terrible for each other."

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Lauren Jauregui, a popular rank 1 varsity player and Camila Cabello, a popular rank 2 HBIC and terror student buddy president are the brand names of West High in Miami, Florida. Both girls are the foundation of the institution for being all over superior around the campus

Camila is Aphrodite; Lauren is Venus.

Camila had C Stan; Lauren had L Stan

Camila is extremely popular; so does Lauren.

Camila creates a lit party; Lauren is the life of the party.

Bitchy Camila; Asshole Lauren.

Camila tops; Lauren tops

The Cabello's and the Jauregui's? Best friends for life!

But no, Camila and Lauren are not a power couple or some lovey dovey best friends. Cause having the "almost" exactly the same personality comes with THREE opposite things:

Miss oh-so-perfectionist Camila; Miss oh-I'll ruin-everything Lauren

Good news Camila; Bad news Lauren.

And if there is anyone in the whole world whom Camila hates the most, that's probably LAUREN; and if there is anyone in the world whom Lauren angers the most, that's probably CAMILA.

Chapter 1: The Clash and Detention

Word count: 5,713

I've never felt this anger towards anyone until Camila fucking Cabello appeared in my life.

"Jauregui! Principal's office. NOW!" Furious Mr. Sanchez shouted before slamming the door of the classroom.

"Fucking Cabello!" I muttered against my breath.

I grab my stuff and about to make my way to the principal's office when Ella suddenly appeared in front of me.

I almost jump out from where I am.

"Holy shit, Ella! I didn't see you coming!"

"Yeah, obviously. We need to talk, Lauren."

"Look baby, you are so damn hot in your cheerleader uniform and that skirt? It's killing me, really! And all I wanna do more than anything right now is to kiss you. But uhm, I'm kinda in a hurry and... I really need to go. Let's just talk after class, yeah?"

I leaned in for a kiss but she stop me by placing her well-polished hand on my chest.

"This can't wait." Her voice is so serious and firm.

I cleared my throat and gaze back to the classroom I was recently kicked out and Mr. Sanchez is already back in his teaching mode.

"Okay, I got like 2 minutes."

"You and I have different views. You think Kim K has no talent and it truly hurts me because she's my role model. And that definitely shows that we can never be together so... I'm breaking up with you, Lauren."

I'm just looking at her with my mouth open.

"Oh," The first word I manage to utter before letting out a low quiet laugh. "Okay, first of all, we are NOT in a relationship, Ella. We're just fuck buddies in case you hit your head and forgot. Second, I'm not sure I said Kim K has no talent at all. You talked about her net worth in the middle of our business and I said I don't know about that. Anyway, take care."

I smiled and gave her shoulder a squeeze before walking to the principal's office where Mrs. Kordei greeted me for the 15th time already.

"I don't know what you want to do with your life, Lauren. Earlier this morning you were late, failed to pass your project in math, got into a fight, hidden a whiskey bottle inside your locker, had a marijuana hidden in pages of your history book, you vandalized Camila's locker for doing her job..." Mrs. K continued listing all the troubles I've gotten into this morning but I lost my gasp over everything when I heard Camila's name.

That evil wicked witch!

Let me clear up something here, alright? All of those 2 things Mrs. K mentioned... fine, I am guilty. But hiding a marijuana I never even tasted in my whole entire life in my history book and a bottle of whiskey and vandalizing Camila's locker for doing her "job" THAT was a total crap!

Camila did THAT to herself and put the blame on me like she always does. Why? Simple. She wanted to be the number 1 in the popularity ranking. She wanted to get rid of me by making me look like the villain here.

You see, Camila is not as innocent little girl everyone think she is. She's like the original Satan and the one in hell is just a copycat Camila 2.0 version. She's like Arturito and Gandia from Money Heist, like Donald Trump, and the fucking iceberg that sank Titanic.

She's the meanest fake ass perfectionist bitch I've ever met. And as far as I know being a student body president means you ACTUALLY like REALLY care about everyone in school.

But Camila? She only cares about two things: Her reputation and herself. And I will never understand why she was appointed as student body president for 2 years in a row now.

Bitch knows how to charm every teachers around here.

"... And that's why I decided to put you in suspension for a month."

"What?!" I can't help my outburst, "That is not fair!"

Mrs. K sat on her chair so calm and relax, "Lauren, you do know that all of your violations are all major offenses, right? You should've been kicked out in West High but since I'm like your second mom I'm just going to suspend you for a month and hope that you will change."

"But this is all Camila's fault!" I argued back, "I didn't pass any of my school works and I'm late, fine, I'm guilty to that. But you have to believe me here, Mrs. K. I'm telling the truth."

I sound so desperate and I hate it. I hate it so fucking much.

"And how is this Camila's fault?"

"I know you think she's a good girl but she's NOT. She's a fake ass bitch—"

"After you vandalized my locker now you're talking bs behind my back. But don't worry cause I totally forgive you, Lauren."

My head immediately snapped and there I saw the person I hated the most standing by the door frame in her classic orange polo shirt that has Student Body President written on the left side of her chest and her peach pencil skirt.

"God taught me how to be a forgiving person. And I believe that if you forgive others the wrongs they have done to you, our father in heaven will also forgive you." Camila smiled innocently while I'm just looking at her, not totally buying her overload bullshit, "Can I quote you something?"

"With your bull—" I didn't finish what I'm saying when Mrs. K hit the back of my head with a meter stick. I look at her and she's glaring at me, silently telling me to shut my mouth before focusing her eyes on Camila with a softer look.

"Please do, Camila."

"Okay," Camila smiled before she opens her brown book which she always carry all the time, "Romans 12 verse 14, Bless those who persecute you. Don't curse them; pray that god will bless them." And then she closed the book and settle her eyes on me, "I hope you put that verse in your heart, Lauren Jauregui. I really can't wait to see you as a whole lot better person."

I rolled my eyes on her while Mrs. K get back on her feet and walk up to Camila with a smile on her face, "You never failed to amuse me, Camila. You were truly a blessing in this school."

Then she pulled Camila for a hug and the brown eyed girl gave me a devious smirk, finally showing her true color.

I flash a very obvious fake smile and flip my middle finger on her before grabbing my stuff and walk out of the room. I honestly feel so suffocated just by being in the same room as Camila. Plus, I got the message loud and clear— I am suspended for a month which makes me nervous because my parents will surely kill me.

The bell rings and that indicates that it's time for me to attend my history class. As I walk down the hallway, I think of a way what approach should I do later when I got home. Either I turn into a little lamb, sheep, or a puppy, the outcome will never change; My parents will still kill me for it. They want me to be a good role model for my little sister and this is not how role model should be.

Fuck Camila. Fuck her parents who made her. Fuck Satan for letting his wicked sister let loose and walk on this earth. No, actually, fuck Camila and fuck her existence.

"I heard suspension for a month is fun for someone who doesn't have a life like you," Camila and her two fagot friends suddenly appeared and block my path.

Speaking of the damn devil.

There's an evil smirk on her lips while staring straight in my eyes. Actually, the three of them have. It's as if seeing me miserable is their ultimate happiness.

Well, it is.

"Is this the girl you Stan? I hope Jesus saves your soul."

"When life is the topic your fav simply can't relate."

"When racism is the topic your fav surely CAN relate."

"And I also heard you were so busy perfecting to be fake that you make Barbie look real." I fired back calmly even though deep inside I wanted to punch the hell out of her.

"WE STAN THE RIGHT GIRL! GO LAUREN!"

"No wonder why most of L's Stan is like Jauregay. Boring and no life!"

"Childish, to add the list!"

"Just accept that your fav will always be the second great and Lauren 2.0 wanna be! Fake!"

Her Stan is about to fired back but Camila raise her hand in the most classy and innocent (which is obviously fake) manner.

"Guys, stop. As your student body president I promote a healthy and toxic free environment here on West High. Remember, Matthew 5 verse 44; Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good—"

I cannot stand listening to Camila's preach like a fucking saint when she herself is the most toxic in this place.

"What exactly are you saying? Cause it honestly sounds so bullshit!"

"That's bible verse in case your malfunctioning brain can't caught on." Camila smiled while giving me her famous judgy stare.

"Honey, no one asked for your opinion." Dinah added which makes me fume in anger.

"And I can't remember that I asked yours too."

"Honey, we really like to understand you... but we don't bark." And then there's Ally who make Camila and Dinah laugh.

"Didn't your mother taught you that children are not allowed to butt in while adults are talking?"

I seemed to struck a nerve because Ally's expression immediately changed.

She balled her fists, ready to throw hands at me. "Is that so, bitch?"

"Well, well, well, speaking of surprises. I'm not aware that West High is having their pet show today. Hey Hansen, nice dog you got there!"

A wide grin plastered on my face as my best friend/partner in crime finally arrived to my aid— Normani Kordei.

"What did you just called me?!" Ally grew even more furious. Mani and I just burst out laughing.

"Bitches, calm your dog down. Can't you see how annoyingly it barks?"

Normani and I do a high five while laughing.

"You wanna hear a real shit here, Normani? If I was your boyfriend I would poison your coffee at how annoyingly your face is!" Dinah fired back.

"Well, If I was your girlfriend I would drink it."

Ally flip her hair to the other side, "What doesn't kill you disappoints me."

The tension between Camila's pack and I grew even more as each of our Stan continued their own war beside us.

"I suggest you put a mouth guard on your chihuahua before I kick it in the nuts, yeah?"

I laugh at Normani's comeback. Dinah and Ally just scoff.

"I'm not saying you're a hoe, Kordei, but if you went to a sperm bank your spit would be accepted."

Dinah tap Ally's shoulder like a proud mama.

"Aww, I hit some nerves, did I? But don't worry because everyone around here knows you're just a one night stand."

"OOOOOOOOOH!!!"

"THAT'S TRUE THOUGH! ONE TIME NORMANI TRIED TO HIT ON ME BUT I TOLD HER I DON'T EAT A ROASTED HOG."

And here goes a cheer from the unwanted crowd.

Normani remain unbothered like a queen she is. It's funny how Ally's talking about one night stand when she's the one who sleeps around here 7 days a week.

"Ally, I don't think you understand. If it weren't for one night stand you probably wouldn't be standing here."

Ally's face immediately changes from angry to even more angrier.

"Aww, my best friend hit some nerves, didn't she? But don't worry because everyone here knows your dad loves doing one night stand and that's probably how you were made. From a one night stand."

"Girl, I love that!" Mani and I do a high five with the most satisfying smile ever.

"AMEN TO THAT!"

"BOW DOWN TO THE COMEBACK QUEENS OF WEST HIGH!"

"EAT THAT, ALLY!"

"I am going to slap the hell of the two of you!" Ally said through a gritted teeth.

"No one dares to disrespect Ally like that!" Added Dinah who's rolling the sleeves of her sweater, ready to start a fight. Ally gets ready to attack us too while Camila's just standing behind them watching.

The thing is, Camila and I had history and that was like already given in the equation. Normani and Dinah is the same exact story too but they have no nasty history between them. They simply can't stand each other. Period. While Ally, well, she's just a back up player sitting in the bleachers. No count.

"Looks like we're about to get into action, Laur." Normani whispered without breaking an eye contact with them.

"If we go for it then it'll be my 16th time visiting your mom in her office, Mani. I don't think it's a good idea."

Normani gave me her signature look, "Are you fucking serious?"

"Dinah, Ally, calm down." Camila interject in a much rather calm voice, "Like I said we're not here to promote violence. We're not uneducated jackass like them. We are the classy good girls of West High."

Normani and I both scoff at the words, "You are beyond fake that even China denied they made you."

"Oh dear Normani, if I had a dollar for every time you said something smart, I'd be broke."

"Oh dear Camila, is your ass jealous of the amount of shit that just came from your mouth?"

Camila and her pack just let out a loud laugh which is so fucking annoying to hear.

"You two are as useless as the 'ueue' in 'queue'." Camila smirk before one of her Stan came up to her and threw the coffee straight to her face.

What the hell is going on?

Normani and I furrowed our eyebrows, confused of what is happening.

After throwing the entire coffee to Camila, he toss the empty cup to me. Like a fool I am, I catch it and stare at it for a good long one minute while processing what just happened.

I glance up to Camila and she gave me a devious smirk before she started screaming hysterically.

And then it slowly sink to my head. This is intentional. And sometimes I hate how slow I am.

"Mani, catch," I immediately throw the empty cup to Normani in which she fetch with her left hand.

"Why the fuck are you giving this to me?!" She threw it back to me and I immediately dodge it causing the cup to roll over the floor.

"KORDEI! JAUREGUI!"

I felt the shiver run down my spine after hearing the chilling yell of our now furious principal aka Mani's mom.

"OFFICE! NOW!"

I glared at Camila and she gave me a warm smile and mouthed, "God bless you."

Ugh!!! Camila Cabello will be the death of me!"

***

"I'm sorry, mom. I just helped Lauren because she was being bullied." Normani explained but her mom was really persistent that we're the bad guys here.

"The coffee was spilled entirely on Camila and I saw you two holding the cup. I am not stupid."

Normani look at me in a lowkey way and I whispered a low "Sorry," as I continue playing with the ring on my thumb, something I always do when I'm nervous.

"Just because you're my daughter doesn't mean I'll let you off the hook so easily. I'm gonna send you off to detention for a week and you're grounded for a month."

Normani didn't protest to what her mother wants since we both know that when Andrea decides to do something, it's already final.

"What about Lauren?"

"I'm gonna call her parents and try to discuss what her fate would be."

I never swallowed this heavily in my whole life. I thought I've already passed the fright of this "calling parents because I got into trouble" thing back when I was still in grade school. I was already senior for god sake but I can still feel myself so close at peeing in my pants at how nervous I am.

"You can go now, Normani." Then Andrea looks at me, "You'll stay here, Lauren. I'm just gonna go and call your parents."

"You got this," Normani mouthed after she collect her stuff. Mrs. K escorted Mani outside and I was left in this cold silent room, alone. I sat back down and make myself comfortable. I stare at the ceiling and remember the good old times when Camila fucking Cabello haven't appear in the movie I'm staring and ruin it completely.

When I first came to West High I thought this will be the worst school I'll ever be in. My family were originally from California. I had a great life there and even had a great friends I don't ever wanna leave behind. But shit came and we have to move out from California going here to Miami. My parents think it was best for us to live here. They think Miami is best than California. Well for me California will always be the best and nothing could change my mind.

BUT that's before I became part of the foundation of this institution.

West High gave me a warm welcome. I made a lot of friends in my first day which I'm very grateful of. They had this thing called Student Popularity Ranking or SPR as everyone called it. It's like a scale that determine who's the most popular and most least popular students which is insane to be honest. When you hit that number 1 spot, trust me, it feels like you're on top of the world. Literally.

Everyone's worshipping you, you get to throw VIP lit motherfucking parties, you can do whatever the hell you want because you are THE institution. You are THE rules.

And sitting on the throne is as easy as a piece of cake for me. In just 2 months I became the All-hail-the-queen of West High and I'm loving every bit of it. Running this school for 2 years along with my best friend is FAN.TAS.TIC! To be able to gain a fan base off of school and having an insane blog website for gossip and stuff... Jesus! I'm here for all of it.

But everything fun in West High gets ruined, I mean, ENTIRELY and COMPLETELY ruined when Lucifer's twin sister step foot in this school— Camila fucking Cabello.

Camila is no different from me. In her first day she gained a lot of friends. And maybe that's because of her appearance. I know she had the looks, okay? And maybe in the eyes of everyone she's the modern Aphrodite. A 5'4 Cuban-American girl. Petite and brunette and have dark curly locks. A dreamy brown eyes. I mean she could easily charm everyone without breaking a sweat (Which is so cringe to think how people compared the beautiful goddess to a rat). But in my eyes, Camila Cabello looks like a foot with a lot of fuss and fungus.

"She's right here," Mrs. K's voice suddenly echoed followed by the door that suddenly flew wide open that snapped me out from my thoughts.

I immediately sit up straight and I was met by the furious eyes of my mother which makes me gulped heavily. She's still in her usual black suit, skirt, and heel business attire. With her suitcase in hand, she occupied the vacant seat in front of me.

I'm dead.

Mrs. K discussed everything to my mom including what happened a while ago. As much as I want to defend myself, I know the moment I butt in my mom will slap my mouth so I decided to just remain seated and mouth sealed. Mrs. K also discussed all the possible consequences for my actions or should I say Camila's actions. And as I can see, it wasn't pleasant in my mom's ears.

My heart is pounding in my chest, wishing this meeting will never end because I'm not ready to face the beat down of my mom. But then my thoughts interrupted when I felt my phone vibrate against my pocket. It was a text message from Normani.

Boss Normandi || 11:35 am

Grades are out!!!!

Boss Ralph || 11:36 am

I'm still in the principal's office with my mom right next to me. Can you please check mine and text me? Thanks.

Boss Normandi || 11:37 am

Okay, I'm on it.

Boss Ralph || 11:38 am

My mom keeps looking at me then to my phone. Listen, Mani. If I fail one subject send me "good morning to you" if 2 subjects then send me "good morning to you and your mom"

Boss Normandi || 11:42 am

Good morning to you and your family and your neighbours also.

Uh-oh.

"... alright it's a deal, Mrs. Jauregui."

Mrs. K and my mom both stand up from their seats and do a handshake. I don't know what they agreed on considering my attention was on my phone and on my fucking grades.

"Again, I'm really sorry at how my daughter behaves. Her and I will have a heart to heart talk this evening."

By the way, heart to heart talk is a code name for "I'm gonna beat the hell out of her until she's knocked out unconscious then put her inside the sack and hang her upside down in the tree".

"Heart to heart talk is good, Mrs. Jauregui. Teenagers now a days really needs someone they could confide every now and then. Lauren is a good girl and maybe all she needs is someone who will control her and lead her back to the right track."

Mom looked at me and even though there's a smile on her face I know she can't wait for us to exit this room so she could do whatever she wants to do with me (in a very violent manner).

"I agree, Mrs. Kordei. I'm gonna take your suggestion. Again, thank you for sparing my daughter another chance. This will be the last time. I promise."

Mrs. K and Clara shake each other's hand for the last time before we walk outside. As soon as the door shut close, my violent mother immediately throw a hard punch on my arm.

"What is this, Lauren Michelle?! Fighting, vandalism, a bottle of whiskey, and worse marijuana?! Are you for real?!" And then another jab.

I bit my tongue down to prevent myself from wincing in pain. And when it took me a minute of not saying anything, mom lift up her fist to attack me again.

I immediately jump away from her.

Lauren Jauregui fears no one until god made Clara Jauregui.

"Mom! Mom! Calm down, Jesus Christ! Listen to me very carefully. Someone is sabotaging me—"

"Idiot! What are you?! The president of the United States?!"

"No! You don't und— you know me, mom. I admit I was a slack and lazy but I'm not an addict. I didn't do those things. Someone hate me in school and that's why she keeps on setting me up."

She was just looking at me as if she's weighing her options whether to believe me or not.

"Please mom, you have to believe me."

She took a loud sigh, "Who set you up? Tell me and I'm gonna talk to her right now. If it's true then she don't have the right to do this."

Finally!

A victory smile appeared on my lips. Time to clean my fucking name, "Camila Cabello!"

Her overprotective mother expression suddenly vanished. Her eyebrows are raised while looking at me as if I just told her that I saw a dinosaur dancing in the hallway.

"Camila Cabello?"

"Yes, mom! She's the one who's doing all these horrible things to me!"

"Mrs. Kordei spare you this time, Lauren. You have detention for 3 months and you need to attend fellowship every day before you go home for the entire school year. And you're grounded."

"But—"

"And go home early because we have friends coming in for dinner."

"What about Camila? I thought you're going to confront her?"

"We'll discuss this later over dinner. Where's your grade?"

I gulped heavily.

"I-I haven't seen it yet."

"Well, I want to see it tonight." Mom motioned me to come over and give her a kiss, so I did. "One more trouble and you will sleep outside the house."

"Okay," I mumbled and wave goodbye. I watched her walk away until she vanished from my sight.

"Lauren!" I turn around and it was Normani, "How did it go?"

"Great! I have to do detention for 3 months and I'm fucking grounded. And you know what's worse? I have to attend fellowship for the entire school year. Amazing, right?"

Normani laugh, "So you think being in detention for 3 months and being grounded is better than fellowship?"

"Yes!"

"I think you forgot that student body president is the one supervising the detention. Which means..."

"More Camila, how fucking wonderful it is! I will never gonna escape from her, am I?"

"I guess not. She's breathing under your neck and she's doing a pretty good job."

"At least I only have to endure her annoying presence 5 times a week. I'll take 2 days off instead of nothing."

"Look at this," Normani handed me her phone. I saw the throwback picture of us celebrating in her favorite diner after she hit the number 2 in rankings which is equivalent to being 2nd in command, "The good old days."

I chuckled, "That's before the witch dethrone you."

"I mean, it doesn't come off as a surprise to me. She's like a hot potato. Everyone's obsessing over her. A beautiful girl and on top of that she's smart, she's the HBIC, she runs dance society, student council, Latin Club, and fellowship. And not to mention the devil got some pretty nice ass."

But nothing seemed to satisfy the Latina as she's now coming after me and for my throne. Camila being the student body president is her way to counter every rules I set in this place. And trust me it was always a clash.

I rolled my eyes and groan, "You don't need to tell me all the list she got on her resume, okay?"

Normani laugh. The kind of "you're just jealous because yours is empty" kind of laugh.

I glare at her. "I can do those things if I wanted to. But I don't do juggling. I'm a busy person."

"If you define busy person as messing every girls in West High then no doubt... you're the STD queen."

"Normani!" I slap her in the arm and laugh.

"I forgot only Camila can say that to you. My bad."

I groan at the sound of her name, "I really do hope either Dinah or Ally stole your spot."

"They're in the top 5 though, with us."

I'm surprise. I'm not updated to the rankings and I never look at it anyway. Well, except when I needed to know a pretty girl's name. "Really?"

"Dinah's fourth and Ally's fifth. It was flashed on the screen yesterday."

"Their catching up, that's good."

We headed to the cafeteria to grab our lunch when everyone around us became all buzzier than usual, and I know why.

"Everyone! Go grab your phones!" Georgina yelled as she run across the hallway while waving her phone off. Trailing behind her is Chloe Ambers.

Both Georgina and Chloe are sexy af but there's no lie that they are the most annoying bloggers around the school. And not to mention that they are both Camila and Lauren 2.0 wannabe trying so hard to surpass us. They are the ones who's running the infamous blog site that could ruin your life in just one post.

Every student on the hallway started grabbing their phone and they all gasped with eyes bulging out. Seconds later, my phone and Mani's chimed in from our pocket.

Mani pulled out hers and crack a small laugh after reading it.

"Someone posted a joke?"

"No. Sophie and Stacy broke up. Sophie "allegedly" cheated on Stacy. At least that's what the crazy bitch says."

"Well, congrats to Sophie for finally getting rid of her."

Honestly, I'm not even surprise about this news. At all. Stacy is just another similar story of Georgina and Chloe except that Stacy is super obsessed with Camila to the point that it's so creepy as hell. Everything Camila does, the way she speak, the way she dress, the way she talk, Stacy copied it all. With that being said, she hates my guts too as much as Camila does.

A wide smile plastered on my lips, "It only means one thing... Colson cheated on Camila."

"Karma finally hit the bitch. This calls for celebration, Laur!"

Mani and I do a high five while laughing. I grab chicken teriyaki and three rice for my lunch while Mani got herself a fries and burger. Mani's treat.

We settle at our usual table, right in the middle where popular stars like us sit. As soon as our ass landed on the chair, dozens of young girls came over and fan girl over us which we happily gave them a fan service. In the midst of it, the cafeteria door flew open revealing a bitchy yet so calm Camila and a desperate Colson Baker Chasing after the brunette which snatched everyone's attention.

"Babe it's not what you think it is. There is nothing going on between me and Georgina, I swear! I swear you have to believe me."

"My mother didn't raise a fool. A psychotic cold-hearted bitch, but not a fool."

"Are you seriously believing in rumors than to your own boyfriend? Come on, Camila! I deserve much more better than this!"

"You were my cup of tea but I drink champagne now."

"And what does that even mean?!"

"You were so keen on telling me what you deserve so I tried to put myself in your shoes so I could understand what you're barking about only to find they were cheap and ugly, just like you."

Colson laugh angrily, "You're so good in talking, aren't you? But I know at the end of the day you'll run after me. But sorry to say, bitch. Georgina is much more better than you!"

Camila let out a loud laugh as if it was the funniest thing she have ever heard, "525 million dogs in the world and you think I need you? Lol." The brown eyed brunette swing her hair to the other side before grabbing some lunch like nothing happened.

And of course, her C Stan clapped their hands and worshipped Camila as if she saved the fucking titanic from sinking.

"Bye-bye cheater!"

"Queen of not chasing boys!"

"Stan Camila Cabello for clear skin!"

As soon as the dramatic scene ended I turn my attention to Normani.

"I can't believe how she easily charmed everyone around here including your mom and them not realizing how fake of a bitch she is. That's a damn talent!"

"That, my dear is Lauren Jauregui's twin sister but much more worse."

"Wait, are you telling me that we're the same?"

"I mean, she got what you got. But like I said, much worse."

"She really wants me out, Mani."

"What do you mean?"

"Like, out. Out of West High. And we need to do something. We need to get rid of her first! Normani, I cannot stand this anymore! If this escapade of hers continues then I will lose my mind!"

"You want to get rid of her once and for all?" Normani suggested and there's an evil smirk plastered on her lips so I know whatever that "plan" is is bad. And bad things is my thing.

"Spill it now, Mani."

She leaned closer and I did the same so we're the only ones who can hear it.

"I heard she's a virgin."

I knitted my eyebrows, surprised at the information Normani just dropped. "She is? But she dated the entire population of guys here. Are you sure?"

"Religious strict parents."

"Okay?"

"And she cared nothing more than her reputation, right? If you could get a solid proof that she's not V anymore and tell it to everyone then I'm sure the problem will take out itself. No more Camila. And not to mention her parents will surely take her away from here when they found out. A big win for you and for all of us."

But I got more wicked plan.

"How about I get the solid proof by getting to her pants myself?"

I could already picture it in my head. I'm standing in the middle of the stage with a victory smile while telling everyone how I did it. And oh! How I adore to see the priceless reaction of her when that happens.

Normani's smirk only widens, "You don't have what it takes to be the man Camila's looking for, Lauren."

"It looks to me that you're challenging my capability, Normani."

"I'm sure I'm 100% am."

"If I did you'll go on a date with Dinah."

Normani rolled her eyes with a disgust.

"Oh! Now you're going there, huh? Setting me up to my most despise person in the world. Alright, if you didn't then you'll go on a date with Ally."

I groaned in my seat "Oh come on! The wicked witch much more better than the chihuahua! I think I'm gonna puke saying that."

Normani laugh, "Just tell me now that you can't do it so you can save yourself from further embarrassment."

"Ugh! Fine! A deal's a deal. How long?"

"Before graduation."

And that was like 7 months away. Great! I have plenty of time to prepare.

You constantly ruining my life for 2 years now, Camila Cabello. It's time to put an end to this bullshit once and for all. You think you're winning but that's what you thought. I'm THE Lauren Jauregui of West High and I'll show you exactly why.

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