Party Girls (A Camren Fanfic)

Chapter 2

Despite their hectic exterior, the party atmosphere was pretty blissful. Getting yourself lost in the music, meeting new people and letting the bitter sweet relief of alcohol steal away all of your problems. Sounds pretty nice. After all ignorance is bliss, right? At least i thought so. Sofi always looked stunning and the dress she was wearing tonight was the prettiest i've seen yet. Why she would waste it on a bunch of 'Frat' boys and girls was beyond me but she was enjoying herself, the escapism of it all. And she was always careful, she never drank too much, just enjoyed the feeling of having a full house so i never argued with her about it. The night had gone off without a hitch, or at least i guessed it had. You can't really tell when you're confined to a room three floors up. I scrolled through my phone and immediately went onto Tumblr. It was like another universe filled with people who got me without even knowing me, it's where i spent most of my time and had gained quite a hearty amount of followers, although i will never understand why. My blog isn't about anything in particular, but did seem to have a recurring theme of 'pretty things', 'pretty girls' and general goofy interests. So i guess you could say it was about the better side of life. I had a pretty relaxed one and people seemed to like it. 

Everything was going on as normal until i heard an unexpected knock at the door. At first i thought it was just my imagination, so i returned my attention to my phone when i heard it again. I placed the device on the desk and slowly made my way over to the door, pressing my ear to the frame i could hear someone on the other side. They knocked unexpectedly again and due to my close proximity made me jump. 

'Parties downstairs' i called out to them. But they proceeded to rattle on the door. They had to of heard me, but still they knocked persistently and quite frankly it was getting on my nerves. I snapped open the lock and pulled the door fully open, half expecting some drunken teen to have accidentally made his or her way up here, when to my surprise it was... Lauren.

'Didn't your sister tell you not to open your door?' she teased, leaning against the the frame.

'Well when someone is relentlessly knocking on it, it becomes surprisingly hard not too' i retorted.

'Can i come in?' she asked. 

'You call me out for breaking one rule, and now you want me to break another?' i countered, folding my arms across my chest. 

'What can i say...' she stopped and listened to the song playing in my room. 'I've got some damn bad intentions' 

I stepped back into my room and she pushed herself off the door frame. Slowly pondering in. As she was taking in the scope of her surroundings, I closed the door and she turned to look in my direction. 

'Didn't she also tell you to lock your door?' she questioned, raising her brow suggestively. 

'I think she might change her mind if she finds out one of her friends are in my room' i retorted, locking the door anyway, and leaning against the wall beside it. Watching as she walked around my room. 

'I'm Lauren by the way' she introduced.

'I know.. i mean i heard Sofi yesterday' i corrected. 'I'm Camila'

'Nice room Camila' she commented. 

'Thanks, i take great care and pride in it's organisation' i replied sarcastically. 'Having fun?' I don't think she heard my question as she wandered over to my bed and began observing the pictures i had on my walls.

'Sorry what?' she asked.

'I said are you having fun?' i repeated.

'Yeah, your sister throws some killer parties. Although the guests could be a little more... um.. classy. I don't know about you but sweaty guys trying to climb all over you isn't my idea of a good time' she laughed as she walked across to my en suite bathroom.