Anchors •Camren•

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"Who is this girl anyways?" Camila nervously laughs as they enter the noisy club.

"Her name's Dinah, for like, the tenth time," Normani laughs as she looks into the sea of sweaty dancing bodies. It was only the third time she's asked, she can't help it scenes like this make Camila incredibly anxious.

"And you have a thing for her?" Camila questions over the pulsating music.

"No! Oh my God, I just think she's really cool and she asked me to hang out with her here."

"Peer pressure at it's finest," Ally laughs.

Mani simply rolls her eyes as she pulls her phone out, probably shooting a text to her "super cool" friend. The girls travel as a group to the bar for some unknown reason, Mani was the only one who actually enjoyed drinking.

Well Camila officially found her designated spot for the night. She always tried her best to find the unforgettable place that had the snacks. It was better for her to just sit by her lonesome scrolling through Tumblr while her friends partied, everyone needs a designated driver.

She plops down on a barstool before pulling her phone from the pocket of her tight black skinny jeans. What a fun start to the night.

"Oh no you don't, Cabello."

"What?"

"Dinah just texted back," Normani looks at the girl expectantly.

"Okay? Go have fun." Camila furrows her eyebrows.

Normani wraps her hand around Camila's wrist. "Perfect, let's go."

Camila's eyes widen in realization at what her friend is pulling. "What? Mani no!" The brown eyed girl looks back to Ally who is simply grinning and shrugging her shoulders, she knows that neither of them are as strong as Mani.

"You need to stop being so antisocial," Mani simply lectures the girl as she continues to drag Camila behind her. She's honestly surprised Normani hasn't lost her grip on her wrist as she pushes her way through the sweaty masses of bodies inhabiting the dance floor. Being this close to so many people like this is making Camila's anxiety rise. How do people enjoy this?

"I hate you so much," Camila grumbles in Normani's ear as they approach a corner in the back of the club with assorted couches.

Normani smiles at a Polynesian girl on the couch with long blonde hair. She stood to her full towering height and hurriedly wrapped Normani up in a hug. Upon looking over her features up close Camila couldn't help but stare. She was gorgeous. "Dinah this is Camila and Ally," Normani points to both of them. "Girls, this is Dinah." They all exchange awkward waves as Dinah flashes a bright smile towards them.

"The famous Dinah," Ally sarcastically states with a warm grin, causing Dinah to giggle.

"I like you already, come on over." Dinah encourages them over to the couches, she gives several guys a look and they instantly get up and disperse. What was that?

All of the girls take a seat as Camila nervously looks around her surroundings, all of these people were so intimidating. Why was Normani associating with these people.

"Hey Chancho," Dinah snaps in Camila's direction. "Don't look so terrified," The beautiful Polynesian laughs at her shyness.

"These people are really intimidating," Camila speaks up for the first time that night.

Dinah simply waves off the girls comment as Camila notices the excessive amount of touching going on around her, matter of fact, these couches reeked of sex.