Let's just get one thing straight: Camila is not a party girl. She never really went to parties during high school. Mostly because she didn't get invited- but that's besides the point. The most partying she did was during X Factor with other contestants or with the rest of the girls. And even then it was definitely NOT like this.
The second Camila and Lauren walked into the house party they saw a mess. There were balloons spread randomly across the room, two games of beer pong happening, and about a billion people inappropriately dancing together to the loud music. Camila couldn't even count how many people were drunk. One of the many balloons floated past her, 'Happy Birthday' painted across it.
"Who's birthday is it?" She asked Lauren loudly, having to lean in close to the other girl as she talked. Lauren shrugged, causing her to raise an eyebrow.
"I thought you said it was a friend of yours." Lauren grinned mischievously, "I did. He's a friend of a friend." She put a figure to her chin, pretending to think for a moment, "Of a friend." Camila rolled her eyes.
What the hell has this girl gotten me into?
Her thoughts were interrupted by a teenage boy yelling, "Lauren! There you guys are! Glad you could make it." Luis put his arm over Lauren's shoulder, giving her a sideways hug. Camila felt herself grow a bit irritated. These two sure were comfy with eachother. Lauren focused her attention back on Camila, "Luis, you know Camila." She gestured to the younger girl.
"Oh yeah, dude! Nice to actually meet you!" He smiled wide and reached out to shake her hand. Camila returned the hand shake politely, "You too." Lauren tilted her head slightly at her short response, sensing something was wrong.
"You want a beer or something? C'mon, follow me, the kitchen's this way." Luis slipped away from the two of them gesturing for them to follow. Once in the kitchen, he pulled out two beers, offering one to Lauren who gladly accepted it. "You want one, hairbow?" He teased, holding the beer towards Camila with a smirk.
The brunette smiled and took it, turning towards Lauren who handed her a bottle opener. Popping the cap off, she took a sip of the cool liquid. Luis slipped away, suddenly becoming engrossed in some other conversation with another teenage boy. Camila grimaced at the bitter taste of the beer in her hand. Lauren laughed at her facial expression.
"I hate beer." Camila explained. This only caused Lauren to laugh again.
"Why'd you accept it then?" She wondered, teasingly elbowing her in the side. Camila frowned, rubbing her side with a look of fake hurt.
"I was being polite. Plus it's a party, I'd be considered uncool if I didn't drink." She tried justifying herself. Lauren shook her head with a chuckle.
"He wouldn't have cared, Camz. No one really would have." Lauren looked down at her caringly.
"You say that now, but being the only one sober is not fun." She reminisced of a night of Normani and Dinah drinking and her having to practically babysit the two.
Luis returned not long after, this time with the boy he had been talking to. He put his hand on the other guy's shoulder, "This is my buddy Tyler, Tyler, this is Lauren and Camila."
The boy was almost oogling at Camila. He had dark brown, almost black, hair, and dark brown-green eyes. Luis elbowed him harshly in the ribs when he saw him just staring.
"Uh, Hi." Tyler sputtered out.
"Sorry," Luis apologized, winking at Camila, "He thinks you're cute." Lauren's eyebrows immediately raised, her eyesight turning to the younger girl as her face turned a bit pink.
