the cards that life deals you {camren}

seven

Camila walked through the front door of her two bedroom apartment and was greeted by a smiling dark face and pretty light brown eyes. The features belonged to her roommate, Normani. She was fairly short at 5'3 and had long black hair that fell to her butt.

Her bright smile radiated soothing warmth in Camila's body.

"Karla Camila Cabello, guess what?" she began dramatically with emphasis on her first, middle and last name. Camila closed the front door and locked it behind her as she raised a neatly arched eyebrow at her best friend.

"Okay, but I'm almost positive that I'll always guess wrong when it comes to you." Camila joked, referencing the wide spectrum of odd things that tended to happen to her roommate on a regular basis. Her light brown eyes rolled and she waved her off, turning to begin walking toward the living room. Camila followed behind with less enthusiasm, though she was fairly eager to find out what odd event occurred this time.

"Okay, so remember that guy I met downtown?" Normani began with the hint of a smile forming on her full lips.
Camila had begun college four years ago at NYU.

Going to school in New York was something that she had always dreamt of doing. She majored in English and minored in performing arts, then recently graduated at the top of her class.

After she graduated, she had moved into the apartment with her best friend since freshman year of college. The week before, they had gone out to eat downtown and Normani had met a nice looking guy. He was tall, olive skinned, and muscular. Camila was almost positive that Normani had a type, considering her last couple of boyfriends had looked pretty similar.

That being said, of course she knew who she was talking about. It was difficult to forget a guy that complimented her on her calf muscles of all things. A smile came to her face at the memory and she nodded at her waiting roommate.

"Yeah, I remember."

Normani took a deep breath for the suspense and let it all out in a rush.

"He asked me to go to the movies with him next weekend!" she squealed like a ten year old girl, but it was so adorable to see him that happy, that Camila couldn't find it in herself to ask him to cut it out. Camila shook her head as she placed her purse on the coffee table and sat down on the couch with her legs propped up on the arm rest.

"God, with the way you started, you'd think he had asked to marry you." Camila grinned at the blush that stained her best friend's cheeks and she sat down on the second couch in the room.

"What the fuck ever. You're killing my vibe." Normani smirked playfully and leaned her head back onto the arm rest of the other couch as she laid across it.

"Anyway, when was the last time you went on a date? No, scratch that! What happened to that girl... what was her name? Ariana! What happened to her?" Normani asked as if the information was extremely crucial. Camila sighed and shrugged her shoulders once in a manner that would imply that she didn't care much for the relationship in the first place.

"I don't know. We fell off, I guess." The brunette responded nonchalantly. Normani's eyes widened in shock at her blasé attitude toward her most recent relationship.

"You guess? Jesus, Mila, you're worse than Rae." Rae was short for Raven, one of Camila and Normani's close friends who also attended the same college as them. She was a gorgeous girl with enough money to be set for life, but she flew through men and women as often as people used their phones.

It was utter madness. It only got worse when Raven began to even forget the names of the people that she was dating, not to mention the fact that she also forgot which one of the people she was with at some points. Camila scoffed and turned her head to look at Normani with a roll of her eyes.