Camilla's Point of View

Little did I know, I was being watched. The sweet little waiter, who looked to be in her fifties greeted us and took our orders.

"Can we get our milkshakes first please?" Quincy asked. I couldn't wait to smash mine, strawberry with whipped cream and nuts on top, a cherry to complete.

"So thanks for lunch, I really appreciate it Q." I touched his hand across the table. His dimple shown extra deep at my touch. Ughh that shit made me wet. "It's no problem at all. I'm just glad you said yes love." I couldn't understand why I was crushing on him so hard all of a sudden.

Our burgers and fries came out and we commenced to chowing down. I wasn't on that cute eater shit either. I ate like I wasn't embarrassed, cause I wasn't.

"So, what's up with you and Lachelle?" If I was going to be chilling with Quincy, even as just friends I needed to know what was up, before I had to fuck her up. He finished chewing his food and wiped his mouth. "I mean, we're young and I slipped up. She has my son, and that's it." He finished with a sip of his shake. I nodded my head.

"Are you a virgin?" He asked me with a straight face. I sipped my salted caramel pretzel shake and nodded again. A smirk played on his face to which I mirrored with a roll of my eyes. "I'm just waiting on the right one, unlike some people." *hair flip*

He lightly pinched my hand. "Ouch big head! That hurt." I cried out in mock pain. "Yo, you dead ass dramatic b!" We cracked up together at my acting skills. "Finish your food shorty, almost time for last period." We ate up and Q let me order another shake to go. He was gaining brownie points from me.

As we waited for my shake and the bill, Quincy greeted somebody I couldn't see cause I sat with my back turned. "Q man! Wassup baby?" Q stood to shake the man's hand, who I still couldn't see. "Just out to lunch with a friend of mine, Mr B," Quincy motioned over to me. This 'Mr. B' finally stepped around to introduce themselves.

Ohh shit! Aw damn, why me?! My brain spazzed out inside my big ass head. It was him! It was Daddy, and I was caught. He shook my hand and introduced himself as if this was our very first meeting. "Pretty friend you got Q, she ain't Lachelle." I laughed nervously. "Nice to meet you sweetheart, I'm Furious Banks." Oh trust me, I could see the fury in his eyes, how befitting. "Nice to meet you Mister Banks, I'm Camilla Frazier." He shook my hand daintily.

"Well Mister B, it's about time for us to be heading back to class. Good running into ya though." The two gentlemen shook hands again before Furious winked and went his own way. I scooted out of the booth and left out with Q. My phone vibrated in my back pocket.

Daddy 📩: Oh baby girl, you're in trouble.

My stomach had a parade of butterflies in it all of a sudden. We got back to school in no time. I said thanks and parted from Quincy before I responded to my fate.

Me ✉️: Yes sir. But it wasn't what it looked like, sir. My pocket buzzed a few seconds later.

Daddy 📩: I'll be picking you up from school today love, so don't keep Daddy waiting.

See Camilla, see what you did? I smacked my own forehead.

Me ✉️: What about my car, genius? I hit the send button.

Daddy 📩: Getting smart with me? Well kitten that just adds to your punishment. I'll drop you back off to your car, my little know it all. See you later, and don't keep me waiting.

And with that, I didn't hear from him again until the day came to an end. I dropped all my stuff off at my locker and ducked out for Yoshi and Shina. The coast was clear so I skipped down the front steps and waited.

An all black escalade pulled up at the end up the side walk and flashed it's lights. This was it, fate was calling..

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