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Camila's POV

I was getting ready for Taylor to come to my house. My mother was at work so we were going to be here all alone. I am so excited. I got dressed in a black crop top and grey sweatpants. I wore my socks and no shoes.

I heard the doorbell go off so I ran to the door. I opened the door to see Taylor standing there with a bouquet of flowers. "Hi. These are for you" she said as she handed me the flowers.

"Thank you. You didn't have to" I said with a smile on my face as I put them in a vase. We went into the kitchen and I took out all the things we needed.

I gave her an apron and I put on mine. After we got ready for baking we washed out hands. I started making the cake batter as Taylor just stood there and waited for me to tell her what to get.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" I said as I put the bowl on the counter and turned to her. "Like what?" She asked me with the same look in her eyes. I giggled and put the cake batter into the baking trays.

I want to make a two layer cake. As we waited for the cake to be ready we started making the cream. After the cake was ready I took out the cake and put it to set.

"Why did you need the cake?" She asked me. "I'm embarrassed" I said as I covered my face with my hands. "You can tell me" she said making me put my hands down. "I just wanted to hang out" I said making her giggle. "You could've just asked" she said making me shake my head no.

"I'm just weird and shy" I said making be giggle. "Aren't we all" she said as she started putting cream on the cake. After we finished decorating the cake we cut out slices.

We shared a plate and started eating the cake. "Wow this is amazing" Taylor said as she took another bite of the cake. "It is" I said with a smile as I watched her eat the cake. She looked so cute.

She had icing on her cheek so I leaned to wipe it off. I wiped it off and I looked at her to see her blushing. "Ohhh you're blushing" I teased her making her cover her face with her hands. "Stop" she whined.

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