Anchors •Camren•

21

Camila never got a chance to sit down when she was at work. The music store that employed her was the only one in town, offering anything from instruments, to CDs, records, to amps. Anything musical seemed to be supplied there and Camila was the glue that held the busy place together. Idiots worked there that couldn't fill out a simple shipment form. The whole situation was infuriating to say the least. Camila continued her work there, being seriously needed by the owner came with a high pay that the brunette could happily accept, besides, being around music all day had its perks.

She found herself down one of the numerous aisles re-shelving CDs because the stoners that were working at this hour couldn't even stock a CD in the correct place. Idiots. She let out a loud huff as she removed albums from the A section and put them in their rightful place under the letter T.

"Damn kids," Camila huffed.

"Damn who?" A husky voice that made butterflies erupt in Camila's stomach replied. Arms looped around Camila's waist and brown eyes had to dart around to be sure.

"Lauren?" Camila excitedly questioned as she whipped around to face jade orbs.

"Camz," The older girl giggled before Camila pulled her into a chaste kiss.

"What're you doing here?" Camila gasped excitedly as she admired her girlfriends professional attire.

"I got off early and thought I'd surprise you," Lauren shrugged with a smile.

"My favorite kind of surprise." Camila voiced with an endearing smile.

"I thought your favorite surprise was food?" Lauren teased with a smirk.

"True. Your presence is definitely a close second though."

Lauren playfully rolled her eyes at Camila's remark. "Glad I know where I stand."

"Shut up you know I adore you," Camila giggled before enclosing Lauren's bottom lip between her own.

"I get off in ten minutes, okay?"

"I'll wait for you, baby." Lauren smiled against the desirable lips before separating their bodies. She knew Camila took the music store seriously and she wasn't one to get in the way.

"Just take a seat behind the counter, I'll finish up these shelves and then we'll go."

Lauren took a seat on the stool behind the counter. She watched her girlfriend full of adoration, the brunette had her lip trapped between her teeth, eyebrows furrowed in pure concentration. She valued her position there, it wasn't about the money she made, it was the vibe, being surrounded by music for hours a day delighted her. Lauren was happy Camila found happiness in this shop.

"Hey?" A voice rung out behind Lauren. The green eyed girl whipped her head around to face a blonde.

"Hello," Lauren grinned. The girl before her was a few years younger, very pretty. She was dressed like an indie rocker and her face portrayed a neutral expression. Was she high?

"Woah," She gasped all of a sudden. Lauren arched an eyebrow in confusion, "Sorry you're just really hot."

She was definitely high.

Lauren only chuckled in response. If she was her old self she probably would've given the blonde the signature smirk that left everyone weak. Probably after a ten minute, uninteresting conversation she would've went to the bathroom with the girl for unappealing sex or at least a quick makeout session.

Things were much different, though, and that thought brought a smile to Lauren's face.

"I'm Hanna," The girl began, approaching Lauren. "What's your name, green eyes?"