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The days passed quickly, Camila would often spend her days in her room reading whilst commotion came from all around the house.

But today, she'd finally leave the hole that was her room and dress up, ready for the club.

She had decided on wearing a short black dress with a split up the thigh. It was cute, but way out of her comfort zone. She didn't mind though. She paired it with black heels and the same gold jewellery that Tara let her have.

Her hair had unfortunately not been working for her with curls, so she ended up straightening it.

She did her makeup, she had plenty of time since she decided on getting ready a bit earlier than last time. She hadn't been to an actual club in what felt like years.

"Camila!" Came from outside her door, and before he could answer Devyn was barging he in. "I need your help!"

"Whats wrong, Dev?" Camila said, chuckling slightly from how stressed she looked.

"None of my dresses look nice on me today! I need to look nice tonight, Corey hasn't got a job for the next two days."

"Okay, the bottom drawer on the left has a couple dresses Tara lent me and a couple that I bought. Pick out whatever you want." Camila chuckled.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Devyn said, rushing towards the drawer and rummaging through the dresses.

She picked out a white one that looked similar too Camilas except it didn't have a slit, and she put the rest of the dresses back neatly.

"God, I wish I got ready earlier. Thanks Cam!" Devyn said before rushing out the room and Camila laughed as she heard her feet patting on the floor as she ran down the hallway.

She carried on with the rest of her makeup, and when she was done she couldn't help but admire herself in her bathroom mirror. She looked fucking hot, and she couldn't deny it.

She didn't have long to look at herself though, as her door was being opened again and Kat stepped into view in the bathroom door.

"Damn." She mumbled, looking Camila up and down. "You look good. Colbys gonna freak."

"Thank you, Kat. You too, obviously."

"Why thank you." Kat said, acting as though she was blushing. "Anyway, come on we're all ready!"

"Even Devyn?" Camila asked quickly as her wrist was being dragged out the room, she quickly snatched her purse up from the bed and continued being dragged.

"Yes, even Devyn. Cmon." Kat laughed.

"Sam! Come on, no one cares if you look better with three buttons down or two!" Colbys voice yelled from downstairs.

"God damn," Sam muttered, walking out towards Colby and the rest as Kat and Camila made their way down the stairs.

It was safe to say that Colby didn't keep his eyes away from her.

"Are we ready?" Kat asked, sighing as she pulled the hem of her skirt down a little.

"Mhm." Colby mumbled. "We just need to make a stop then we'll get there. Camila, Kat you're with Sam and I."

Kat and Camila nodded, though Camila was a bit nervous. Colby said they were doing a drug deal. Was that not scary? Kat didn't seem scared.

The drive was nerveracking. Sam and Colby went over what to do if things went badly, Kat was supposed to take the wheel if the two got injured or anything, then they were supposed to go back to the house where they'd call people they trusted to take care of them.

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