Kill her

Chapter 2

"Get your lazy ass off the couch. I'm leaving."

"Do you know how much energy I have to use to do that, Mani?"

"C'mon, Jauregui." Normani urged.
"No. Let me take a nap." Lauren demanded.
"Fine. I'm going." Normani said, turning around and holding the door knob. Lauren's eyes were closed, not really caring about the brunette in front of the door. Normani turned around and groaned.
"C'mon, Lauren. You've been staying inside most of the time ever since that party." She complained. Lauren didn't budge.

"That's because no one told me that it would be recorded." She said, obviously bored.
"What's the big deal? You were seen for, like, six seconds. Do you think that some guy is going to track you down and kill you because of it?" Normani bluffed, puffing her cheeks. Lauren smiled weakly.
"You have no idea, Manibear." She said. Mani blushed.

"It was o-one time." She stuttered. Lauren lifted her arm, which was rested on her forehead, and looked at the brunette.
"How is it that every time I come into your room,  I find you hugging a teddy bear?" She chuckled. Normani rolled her eyes and turned around to twist the door knob.
"Whatever. At least I still go out and have fun." She pointed out. She walked out of the door and closed it behind her.

"Yo, Normani! What's up?" A male called out in an British accent. Normani smiled at the group of guys lounging around near her apartment door.
"Ah, nothing much, guys. Green eyes can't come. She's being a dick ." She replied. The group of guys sighed, hating the fact that the girl inside didn't want to come.
"Anyways," one guy said. He had a blonde buzz cut and small dimples when he smiled. "We've been waiting for you girls for about ten minutes. What were you doing? Putting on make-up?"
Normani laughed and lightly punched the guy on the arm.

"Hey, lovebirds, stop flirting." One of the guys in the group said. The rest laughed except Normani and the blonde guy who both replied with stern objections of their relationship.
"Shawn's gross." Yuri complained.
"And Normani's a lesbian." The guy named Shawn argued. The other guys laughed at their awkwardness.

"Yo..." Another guy in the group said. "Cutie's almost done. It looks like she's going to come here..."
The rest of the guys looked towards the front desk of the building.
"Who's Cutie?" Normani asked. Shawn pointed towards a cold looking brunette at the front desk.
"She's been there for a while doing nothing but signing papers. I think she's going to move here." He said.
"You and Lauren are so lucky! She's hot!" Another guy said.
"Aye, are we going to the party or what?" Yet another guy asked. Normani squinted, looking at the brunette then widened her eyes, not believing anything she saw.

"Uh...I...I think I'll stay h-here with L-Lauren..." She stuttered, looking down. The guys frowned but one guy called out.
"Mani just wants that girl to herself."
The guys laughed again an decided to leave Normani to her thoughts. She aimlessly wished them goodbye as they passed her to leave the apartment.
When they were gone, she leaned against the wall to calm herself down.

"That is...that is, without a doubt, Camila...if she's here...could she be here because of..."
Normani muttered to herself. A flash of movement caught her eye.
She turned her head towards it to see that the pretty brunette had turned in her papers and was currently walking towards the stairs.
Normani thought this was a perfect chance to get information out of her. Her and Lauren's  apartment was right in front of the stairs. No one could climb up the stairs without walking past their door.
As soon as the cold looking brunette walked up the stairs, she passed Normani who was thinking of what to say. In a panic, Normani quickly called out to her.

"Camila!"

The brunette froze.

She was sure that no one knew her here. She slowly turned around to see an eager looking girl. She was tall and had long brown hair. Camila wondered if she was a spy but she had never seen the latter before.
"Um...who are you?" Camila.
"It's me. Normani?." The brunette. Camila frowned.
"Don't you remember me? I'm Dinah's friend. We used to hang out together whenever Dinah had to go somewhere."
Now she remembered.