I shot my eyes open upon hearing someone's alarm go off. I felt around the bed in search of my phone. The screen says it's 7:02, so what the hell was there an alarm going off for?

I looked beside me to the owner of the alarm and shook her awake. "Mani, can you turn off your alarm? It's the weekend man" I whisper yelled.

She groaned lightly at the bed shaking so vigorously this early in the morning. "It's not the weekend, it's Monday." She spoke in a low volume without even opening her eyes.

Wait, Monday? That means school...that means we're going to be late and that means after school detention.

Fuck that.

"What did you just say?"

"I said it's Monda-" and before she finished her sentence her eyes shot open and she lunged for her phone and read the time. "Shit."

She jumped out of bed and started rummaging through her closet to throw together an outfit quickly. After she was dressed she reached for her keys and went for the door before I spoke up, "Ummmm forgetting something?!" I pointed to myself. "Oh yeah, well get your lazy ass up we gotta go!"

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah I know that Normani! But I don't have a change of clothes.... can I borrow some of yours? Pleaaaaase?!"

"Yeah whatever just hurry the fuck up, I'll meet you in the car" she ran out of the room with a slam of the door.

I picked a basic Normani-chic outfit and rushed out the front door and I immediately  felt the cold breeze swallow my skin. Maybe I should have picked a heavier jacket.

Whatever, it's too late now and I'm sure it'll get warmer as the day progresses. I opened the door to her car and quickly got in to escape the bitter winds.

"Ready, y/nn?"

"Sure."

She pulled out of her driveway and I took a deep breath hoping that we wouldn't hit too many red lights on the way to school.

Now that I wasn't in as much of a frantic state I had time to acknowledge the pounding headache I had assaulting my temples. I put a hand to my forehead in attempt to massage this sudden pain away. Where the hell did this come from?

Wait, Mani and I went out last night. And we obviously drank last night so that means only one thing. A hangover. I had a hangover. Amazing. I get to deal with this all day at school.

I glanced over at the unusually quiet driver and decided to question what was itching her.

"What's up with you? Tell me what's on your mind." I cleared my throat shortly after hearing the sleep still laced in my voice.

She looked a bit taken aback by my sudden question. "Oh nothing really. Same thing as you I guess. This hangover is kicking my ass right now."

I looked at her a bit confused. "Huh? But you barely even drank. And you only had like a hit or two off my joint before we went in the club so you shouldn't be feeling anything at this point."

"Yeah, yeah I know that. But when you went out to get your little um.... 'snack' last night I had a couple shots of Sky..."

"Mani!" I smacked her arm.

"What?! And be careful I don't want us to crash bitch."

"Mani, forshame. No wonder you were KOed when I came back! I was disappointed when I saw your lame ass asleep 'cause I wanted to tell you something."

"What was it?" She looked at me from her peripheral.

"No no no eyes on the road, young lady. I'll tell you after school." She feigned hurt.

"You're no fun." She turned the radio up and the rest of the ride consisted of listening to Drake, The 1975, The Weeknd, Majid Jordan, Zayn, and SZA for the most part.

We pulled up to the parking lot of the hell hole and I sighed before we got out of the car. "South Miami High, please show mercy to ya girls today." I mumbled to myself. And we were off to first period.

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I was searching the empty school halls for the vending machines that sold aspirin because there was no way in hell I was going to be able to tolerate school without easing this throbbing headache. I was late for first period anyway so might as well.

I turned the corner to find that the vending machine I was in search of was in the hands of the beast Lauren Jauregui. She was shaking it above her head to get something to fall out of it I presume. She looked quite irritated so of course I took this opportunity to bug the pale girl.

"Roid rage?" I chuckled out. She immediately set the machine down at the sound of my voice. Once she turned to me, the shocked looked on her face turned to an expression of pure annoyance and relief.

"Fuck you scared me," she put her hand to her chest and caught her breath, "and did you say roid rage?" She seethed.

"Oh yeah. I mean I know there's a lot of pressure with you being co-captain of the softball team but really I think you should lay off the performance enhancers. Clearly it's besting you I mean you're over here having a fit about a Snickers being stuck. I'm surprised, really. Like I wouldn't think you'd need the steroids anyways seeing that you've got an 'advantage'. Don't cha think so,Lassie?"

She ran up to me and used her strength to pin me up against the wall by the collar of my shirt.

"You're really annoying sometimes, did you know that?"

I think she's still a bit sour at my comment about her ex boo thang Shawn. But nowadays he's better known as one of my boy toys.

"Whoa, down girl." She pulled me away from the wall and slammed my back against it causing me to grunt.

"Ow! Yeesh, tough crowd" she slammed me against the wall again.

"This is kind of hurting my back. Almost as much as Shawn did the other da-" and before I could finish she repeated the action once more.

"You know what, I'm getting kind of tired of you doing that. Stop before I get irritated or-"

"Or what?" She challenged with a grin evident on her face.

"Or this." I used my legs to launch her straight backwards causing her body to crash through the vending machine's protective glass with a loud crash. "Oh shit."

She got out from the vending machine and brushed the broken glass off of her. She looked at me with her wolf-like teeth poking out.

Shit, she was mad.

She started walking towards me slowly, one foot following the other. "Lauren, let's not be silly now. I was a little mad, you were a little mad and mistakes happen. I didn't mean to, I'm sorry" I rushed out.

"You're sorry?" She growled out while removing a shard from her neck.

She can't be that mad. I wasn't going to just sit back and let her fuck up my back bones!

Just as I was about to speak the main office door opened revealing a very confused Principal Brixton. Lauren and I looked at each other with the same scared look.

"Well, it was nice seeing you but I must be off to first period! We're learning about the Harlem Renaissance so..." I trailed off while I sped down the hallway to escape from any punishment that awaited.

As I was racing off to my first class of the day, Lauren yelling my name in pure anger definitely didn't go unnoticed. I chuckled as I made my way to U.S. History.

At first period.

I was approaching Mr. Carter's classroom for my first subject of the day. Class had only begun about 10 minutes ago and he was a cool teacher so I'm fairly certain that he wouldn't give me a detention.

But much to my dismay, when I peeked through the small window of the classroom's door, I saw a substitute. Great. Well here goes nothing.

I walked through the door and the class was dead quiet. I'm guessing it's just a work day since there was a sub. As I was approaching my seat the man cleared his throat. "Do you have a note for your tardiness?" All eyes were on me now.

"Uh....no. I got lost."

"It's November. I'm sure you've found your way around campus by now. I'm sorry Ms.," he paused to look at the attendance paper, "Ms. Daytona but I have to write you down for an after school detention." He wrote me a slip and walked over to me to hand it over. "Sorry, just doing my job." He stated.

"Right" I sighed defeatedly and walked over to my seat. For the remainder of the period I stuck my headphones in and did busy work.

It was now 2nd period and I was in ceramics. We weren't doing much except taking notes so I was fiddling with my schedule paper that I got at the beginning of the year. It read:

1st Period         U.S. History       Carter
2nd Period       Ceramics             Feud
                              **Nutrition**
3rd Period        Astronomy         Keyston
4th Period        Chemistry           Vicks
                              **Lunch**
5th Period        Art                          Hudson
6th Period        Algebra II            Rosa

My schedule wasn't half bad. The teachers were all pretty chill and the classes weren't too hard. My two favorite classes were Astronomy and Art. Learning about the stars was always interesting and who doesn't love to draw? I couldn't complain.

Lunch

I was exiting the Chem room and I was on my way to my lunch table that was occupied by my friends Alessia, Sabrina, Khalid, Troye, Ariana, Reece and of course Normani. I liked my group of friends. I wasn't immensely close to the rest of them as I was with Normani but we all had a good bond. Although I was somewhat closer to Sabrina and Ari. But sometimes it can get a bit weird between Ari and I because of unspoken tension.

"I don't get why it's important for us to learn about Lewis Dot Structures or whatever the fuck they're called. Will this shit be important to me in 5 years? No. Will I even remember what it is in 5 years? Hell no. So, riddle me this, what's the point?!" Reece rambled.

"Well I'd imagine it'd be helpful for people who want to get into science as a career." Sabrina said while taking a bite out of her apple. "Just a hunch, though."

"Well yeah, I get that. But it's just like, we should have a choice rather to take it or not." He finished.

"Honestly, I feel like once students hit high school, we should get to choose what direction we want our academia going. I mean I knew coming in as a freshman that ceramics is not something I want as a career." Alessia added while Ariana nodded in agreement.

"Well I mean with that logic, people may never discover some of their passions. I didn't know I enjoyed art so much until high school. It's just a part of life, sometimes you're going to have to do things you don't want to and maybe on occasion you'll end up lucky and realize you like it." I stated with a shrug. Normani smirked at me and I could tell she was about to say something that accentuates her smart ass behavior.

"Look at you being all philosophical and shit." She said in a baby voice and the table giggled at her antics.

"Yeah whatever, pick on the lonely art kid." My tone was sarcastic as I faked a sad face and they all laughed again.

"Y'all are too much.... hey where's Shawn?" Khalid asked while making the rest of us notice the Canadian's absence.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you guys. He's making up a test he failed a couple weeks ago in our 3rd period." Troye informed.

"Told that fool to study"

"Clearly he needs to pay attention"

"That sucks"

"That boy needs a tutor or something"

Comments like such were heard around the table. Shawn did kind of need a tutor. His grades weren't horrendous but they definitely could use a little help. I'll have to talk to him about that. We may have hooked up more times than I can count but just like the rest of the table we were good friends and I wanted to make sure the oaf graduates.

"Well I'm gonna head to the bathroom since I won't have time after school to do it." I said to the multiple bodies at the table.

"Wait why won't you have time after school?" Normani asked.

"Because the damn sub in my history class gave me a detention for being a tad bit tardy."

"Well I guess I'll see you there because my 1st period teacher is a hard ass and gave me a detention too." She replied.

"Awwwww poor Manibear. Well alright, I'll see you then. Later guys." I said while I grabbed my stuff. They all said their goodbyes to me and I headed to the bathroom.

I got to the little girl's room and did my business and I was on my way to Art when I felt a pair of arms pull me into the janitor's closet.

Startled, I was about have a supernatural response on instinct but then I reminded myself that I'm at school. So instead I just turned on the light ready to fight whoever it was who dared to pull me into this little room. Then I realized it was none other than the man of the hour, Shawn.

"What the fuck Shawn?! You almost made me piss myself, idiot!" I teemed.

"Y/n?"

"Did you not know it was me that you pulled into this cramped little closet?! Don't tell me you're going around pulling strangers into secluded rooms because if that's the case we're going to need to have a little conversation about-"

"No, no of course I knew it was you that's why I pulled you in here it's just that your eyes looked weird for a second there. Like they were a different color..." He trailed off while loosing himself in my eyes. It was almost like he was hypnotized.

I shook my head and looked at him a little more concerned.

"W-Well what did you pull me in here for?" I said while desperately wanting to change the subject. He snapped out of his little trance.

"Oh right, that. Y/n, I need you to help me with my grades. I'm not doing too hot and I can not let my parents find out about this or they'll pull me out of hockey. Please. Please help me with this."

"What? Why can't you just get a tutor or something?"

"Because, Y/N, why am I gonna pay for a stranger to teach me when I have a perfectly smart friend who can help me." I raised my finger ready to argue against that point but he didn't let me get a word out. "There's no use in denying it, Y/N, I know you're incredibly intelligent. No use in trying to hide it 'cause I already know. So please, Y/NN, help me out here." He finished. I took a couple seconds to consider his situation. I mean I did say I was going to spend more time with my friends this year. Plus, I don't want my friend to fail. I better not regret this

"Fine." I sighed.

"Wait, for real?!"

"Yes, Shawn, for real. I'll help you with your grades."

"Thank goodness- thank you! Thank you thank you thank you!"

"Yeah yeah, don't mention it. You're gonna have to buy me food sometimes, though."

"Deal." He sighed in relief. "Now that that's out of the way." He moved closer to me and attached our lips unexpectedly. For a couple seconds, they moved in nice syncopation until I pulled away.

"Wait, what are you doing?"

"Come on, Y/NN, we haven't....you know in a while. Let's just have a quickie in the closet." He said all this while leaving small kisses on my neck leaving me sinking further into his arms. It was hard to pull away because, I must admit, he was kissing in all the sweet spots. But I did push him away.

"That's a tempting offer and normally I'd accept but lunch is about to end, pretty boy. There's just no time." I grinned deviantly.

"Come on, we still got time." And as if on cue, the bell signaling that lunch was over rang throughout the halls. I chuckled.

"Just my luck" the boy moped.

"Welp, I'm off to art. See ya!" I was headed for the door when he turned me around by my shoulders.

"Wait, can we start the studying and what not after school?" He pleaded.

"Sorry, Shawny. I have detention"

"Lame. I'll text you later then."

"Deuces!" And with that I was out the door and on my way to art.

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Well this was a HELLA long chapter but it was fun writing lol. I picture this story having a somewhat detailed story line so plz just be patient with me. The story is most likely gonna be pretty lengthy. And don't worry, Y/N will have quite some fun with other characters but I assure you it'll still be Lauren or Camila endgame for sure. But yeah, here's an update. Enjoy! And thx for reading! Plz stay patient with the plot y'all, luv ya