Who Is She?

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      The day came when the girls would finally link up as a group. Camila was extremely nervous, knowing that she can get recognized at any moment however she was excited to hang out with her new found friends again.

      Ripped jeans and a black t-shirt found it's was onto Camila's body, just baggy enough to leave something to the imagination while also accentuating her curves at the same time. She threw on her signature sunglasses and headed out the door.

      10 minutes later she found herself pulling up to the entrance of the mall. Hopping out the door, she stalked her way over to familiar honey blonde hair.

      "Cheechee!" The older girl screamed as she ran towards her best friend, jumping up and linking her legs around Dinah's waist.

      "Chancho!" DInah screamed back, tightly hugging her, squeezing just enough to wear she cut off her air supply for a few seconds.

      Camila let out a loud yelp as she jumped out of Dinah's arms, bringing her hand to her stomach and slapping her on the arm. "Don't ever do that to me again."

      Dinah chuckled as she looked behind Camila, noticing Normani, Lauren, and Ally together walking up to them. "Look, the rest of the gang is here."

      Camila's eyes immediately found themselves looking into Lauren's green ones. Slowly roaming down, The younger girl took in what she was wearing. Black skinny jeans paired with a distressed crop top. She looked amazing.

      "Hi Lauren." Camila smiled lightly.

      "Hi Camila."

      The two girls stared at each other for a few seconds before Dinah cleared her throat and motioned to the other two girls standing next to Lauren. Camila had forgot they were there.

"Oh I'm sorry! Hi guys!" A goofy smile spread across her face and Normani's eyebrows went up in amusement. This was going to be an interesting day.