Chapter 23: Camille

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-Rose's P.O.V-

I woke up nestled in Maze's arm. He was so adorable when he was asleep.
Suddenly a girl walked in with a hamper full of clothes. Who is this? When she saw I was looking at her she jumped and dropped the hamper of clothes to the ground and ran out. What the hell?

"Morning Rose" maze nearly made me scream when he said that in his deep morning voice.

"You kinda sounded like Andy Biersack for a second there" I stated. He chuckled and wrapped his arms around me tightly. "I love you" he laughed.

"I love you too" I whispered back. "Who was that brunette girl that was just in here" I asked.

"She's umm David's little toy" he chuckles. *ew* "I'm just joking she's like a servant to us but mainly follows Zack and I think she does more than just cleaning for him." We both started to laugh. He sat up and stretched and went into the bathroom totally nude, good thing I covered my eyes. As I heard the shower turn on I grabbed the remote and turned on the tv.

"My names Camille" she said and stuck her hand out

I jumped and looked straight at the girl that just suddenly appeared in the room.

"R-Rose" I stuttered and put my hand out and shook her hand carefully. She walked over to the dropped hamper and picked up the clothes and set a few of them neatly folded next to me.

"These are your clothes for today" she explained.

"Th-Thanks" I responded. She turned around as I got dressed. A red and black flannel with a black tank top underneath it with black skinny jeans and black combat boots. *how did she know my size* "d-done" I cleared my throat.

"Cute" she responded "now, come with me and help me start brunch, the boys will get here in about three hours" she demanded.

"O-Okay" I stuttered and followed her out to the kitchen.

The kitchen was not what I was expecting. Sure most of the house was dark but I think this is the only room that's the closest to light. The kitchen was humongous, tiled flooring, three steel ovens, a giant island table, along with a big steel fridge and much more.

"This is the one room they let me design" she stated.

"It feels so open and alive" I said astonished. She chuckled. "So what are we cooking" I asked.

"We are making blueberry waffles, deviled eggs, homemade orange juice, fruit salad, and croissants" she explained while pulling ingredients out of the cabinets and fridge.

"Wow thats a lot" I stated

"Well they are having some guests over so be on your best behavior too" she responded "here go wash your hands and put this apron on" she said pushing me towards the sink with a black apron.

The apron fit like a glove, I looked at myself through the window reflection and complimented myself. I could here her start to laugh at me.

"Here you can start with squeezing the orange juice" she set up the juicer and set out a bowl of fresh oranges. "When your done with that you can start chopping the fruit for the fruit salad and we'll go from there" she explained and started to work on making the croissants.

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