Chapter 2

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"Just lift her head up!" Dinah whisper yelled to Lauren.

They were trying to return the pillows that they had stolen from Camila the night before, so far, unsuccessfully. Ally walked out of the small closet where she had just returned the blankets they had used. "Just throw them on the floor, she will think she just knocked them off the bed or something." Ally motioned to the three girls holding pillows.

Lauren shrugged, throwing the pillows over her shoulder before following Dinah and Ally into the living room. Normani pulled herself up to sit on the counter, swinging her feet back and forth. "I think we got everything, does it look the same?" Normani studied the room.

They all turned to look at the room. It looked exactly the same as before, the large couch facing the TV along with the armchair next to it. They had cleaned up the broken cup and put the lamp back into place. "Ya, it looks like it." Lauren nodded.

There was an awkward silence as each girl then realized they could go now. There wasn't anything left to do. Dinah was afraid to go back to her dorm, it was sure to be suspicious to her roommates that she left with them and didn't come home that night. They were for sure on to her about the prank. Plus, she liked these girls. They were all nice, and she didn't really have any friends, coming all the way from California.

Normani was dreading returning back to her...group. Ben would be grumpy for sure, after he got high was always more of a dickhead than usual. He treated her like an item rather than a friend. She was loving being treated equally with these girls, teasing playfully as they went.

Lauren definitely did not want to go back to blaring music and the overwhelming smell of alcohol that lingered all day. Her roommate would be hung-over....again. Meaning, she would probably be puking or laying on her bed groaning from the headaches. And....Lauren didn't even want to think about what that couple did last night. She hoped they listened to her wishes and used her roommate's bed instead of her own.

Ally frowned at the thought of leaving these girl. They were all incredibly nice, and Ally was quite lonely. Don't get her wrong, she was grateful to have a dorm in the music dorm, it was quiet at the correct times and almost everyone here was nice, but she had the room to herself. She went from living with her parents and older brother to living completely alone. She couldn't help but miss having company. Heck, she even missed her dad's ferocious snoring. Anything that could quench the constant silence. She was loving having someone to talk to, someone to take care of. Any sort of company really.

They all wanted to stay, but no one had the guts to say it. So instead, they said awkward goodbyes before departing to their own rooms.  Normani and Dinah kept a large distance between each other as they headed back to the athletics dorm, Dinah crossing her fingers. Lauren departed alone towards the arts dorm, still in her large flannel and sweat pants. Ally went down to her own dorm, looking out the window as she saw their heads disappear into the large buildings. She sighed to herself before thinking about Camila. What was Camila doing right now? Was she awake? Did she remember anything from the night before? Was she okay?


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That night, each girl lay awake once more thinking about the previous night. They all wondered if Camila was sleeping soundly or walking rogue once more. Was she okay? Did she sleepwalk every night?

Lauren groaned as she pressed her pillow against her head. Her dorm was hosting yet another party. Lauren gripped at her freshly washed sheets (she didn't want to take any chances) in anger as the base drop in the current song nearly blasted out her ear drums. She didn't know how anyone could live in this dorm, partier or not. People have limits and parting every not, definitely passes them. She groaned once more a loud crash was heard from the room over, rolling onto her back and staring at the ceiling.

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