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Camila Pov:

These past couple weeks, it has been torture, my parents are pissing me off. I already shopped earlier for my sister and I to eat, her academic is not the best right now.

And I have to find a way to make them go back up, my parents don't know I rented an apartment, it's cheap, with two rooms and one bathroom. I did it for Sofia, so she doesn't has to gain our habits.

She is eleven and I don't want her to learn from my habits. I need her to stay away from the toxic in our house. That's why I'm here at Walmart, I'm planning to have a part time job here.

Chick fil a isn't working for me, so I told them I want to try something new. Matter of fact I already had my interview, they told me I'm in and I would be call for my position.

In which is a stocker position, right now I have a little bit more money to stock the fridge, I did take the food stamps from my parents counter. I want my sister to have what's necessary. And the fact that I bought her the iPhone because my parents didn't want to.

I want to spoil her, not much, but because she deserves a better teen era than me.

"Camila, hello honey"

Oh, it's Mrs. Mendes. I smiled and waved.

But she approaches me with a hug.

"Hello Mrs. Mendes"

"I see your eyes are all better now"

Uhm, what does she mean by that? Are my eyes crusty right now, or are they red, no I haven't smoked at all, or drink.

"Haha oh why the occasion"

She lets go of me. "Well for the past few days you have been having eye sight problems wearing glasses to help you isn't that right"

Now hold up a minute, what is she talking about. "Eh?..."

"Ah huh, when you would come to dinner with Shawn and our family, we have noticed what a perfect match you are for our son, seriously Camila you make him happy and that's why we are grateful of you, for being in his life and his girlfriend-"

That's where I stopped listening.. Me! His girlfriend, first of all, I never went to no damn dinner with them. And second him and I aren't together. What is going on.

"Oh I have to go now or not I'm going to be late for a meeting, it was nice seeing you again sweetie"

"Yes. Karen it was byee"

We hugged, and once she was gone. I immediately took my phone out to check when was the last time I smoked pot.

Three months ago, and if this us recently, then why the fuck does his family think we are together.

And who is impersonating me when supposedly Mrs Mendes sees ME joining them for dinner with her son.

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"I'm back!"

I yelled, I would yell so that way she can hear me arrive, and so I can actually know that she I home and doesn't do the same shit I do.

"Hii kaki, ohh you got food for the week" she smiles.

Ugh that cute smile, it's what always keeps me going. It's her who keeps me alive and from committing any manslaughter crimes.

"Yes I am, and I got a new job at Walmart"

"That's great! Can I also get a job"

I was putting the food away, if she was at the right age than yes.

"No sofi, you have to continue school, and you are still not at the exact age to get a part time job"

She sighed, oh if only she knew how hard it to keep up with a job. Without missing one day or two.

"Are you going to school tomorrow" I ask her.

Most of the time she stays home from school, and it's because she would be scared to walk out her room and find mom and dad fighting.

"Yeah, I miss my friends, they are actually coming over, can they!"

"I mean if they already are what can I say, I can't say no and then you have to call them and tell them to not come anymore"

For now I head to my room, maybe think about the encounter with Mrs Mendes at Walmart. What I understand, I have been attending dinner with the Mendes family.

Second, apparently I have been wearing glasses because of my eye sight problem.

Third, there is obviously someone pretending to be me, and the only person to be behind this is Shawn. Whoever he found to impersonate me agreed with him.

I'm not comfortable with this, should I call him on Instagram.. I don't even follow him. No I'll talk to him in person, at school tomorrow.

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