"Fuck a bitch named rejection."

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New Years Celebration
December 31st
10:45 pm
New York

Camila and Lauren finally arrived to the New York Rooftop/ Rented hall the Police department organized. All the crew members, staff and their spouses , including any extra families. Also the regular visitors of the area. It's was New year's eve and neither Lauren or Camila have plans. And the location was close to New York Times Square so you could easily see the ball drop from the view. She parked her BMW, while Camila spritzed on her perfume. Camila was wearing a prominent red silk dress that expose her shoulders while Lauren wore a Givenchy crocodile textured skirt along with a black crop top.

"You ready, Camz?" Lauren gave her thigh a gentle squeeze. "I hate parties, but Chief been wanting me to go to this since I've missed others in the past. We can just be here for like 10-15 minutes and head on home."

Camila pondered, "It's like 10:45 right now, I wanna watch the ball drop from up there." She tapped against the cold window. "Please don't leave my side Lauren. I don't want my drink spike again." She admitted with fear.

Lauren held her face, "Oh no baby. I'm not gonna leave your side, unless you want me too. It's more a 'professional' party I think so nobody will be spiking anything. But I dare a bitchass person to spike your drink. I'll beat them to pulp until my clothes stain from there blood. I promise." Her blood was at boiling point from the night she feared to never live with Camila again.

"Thank you Lauren...even though I'm obviously 19 years old... and it's illegal to drink....can I have at least 2?" Camila asked, sounded strangely unsure of herself. Hopefully Lauren would fold.

She combed her hair. "Camz...I'm a undercover police agent with a FBI trainee badge active. I think I'll get repercussions if they see you. I don't wanna risk it....ugh." Lauren sighed. "You can have sips. Just enough to get you tipsy. Don't overdo it. I know the influence is high since everyone around is most likely drinking, so I can't blame you. Why did you have to be 3 years younger than me." Lauren

"I'm actually 2 years and 8 months if that makes you feel better." She said showing her the calendar app on her phone. "Maybe you can ask Alejandro and Sinu why they conceived late."

Lauren unzipped her skirt and slid her compression shorts down a bit to fix herself one last time. "I rather stab myself in the eyeballs before asking your parents that. They don't like me Camila."

Camila swiped her thumb over Lauren's tip before letting her continue her business. "Who cares if they don't like you. They don't like me anymore either. Their opinions can go fuck themselves for all I care." Camila spat with fury grabbing her coat and opening the passenger seat door

Lauren opened the storage box between the seats to take out her own perfume where she spotted some condoms. She furrowed her brows thinking between taking some or not. They couldn't do that in a public place? Where could they even do it and what if they were caught? She search for Camila through the rear view mirror to see her behind the car and she   was wearing one of the sexiest outfit that hugged her so well making it almost hard for lauren to even leave the house without pinning her down to devour her. Lauren grabbed two of them and shoved them in her bra repeating the words 'It's just in case.'

"You okay, Lauren?" Camila wondered. She felt Lauren's forehead since the 22 year old was beaming red. "Your hot? But it's so cold outside?" She squinted up at sky as snowflakes graciously fell.

"No I'm okay, I just remembered something." Lauren quickly made up. "Let's go before all the seats are taken."

Camila pushed the door open for her and Lauren making there way through the building elevator. It was silent way up to the floor, but as the doors emerged open, The hall was revealed. Tons upon tons we're already there  and the  hall gleamed of string lights, a variety of fruit platers and expensive Champagne. What was jaw-dropping was the glamorous disco ball and chandeliers that hung out but made the room stand out. Not wanted to gain attention Lauren paved her way through people holding Camila near to sit in the back. Thankfully Tristan was already there.

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