Chapter 2: How Do I work These Things?!?!?!?!?!?!

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Camilla's Pov

I woke up on a green layered ground. It felt brushy. I didn't have my tail no more, nor my seashell bras, but my bag was still on me. I took out my drink and drank it. YUCK!! it was spoiled. But how? I stared at my l-l-l legs. AAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Ok, calm down Camilla, calm down. I stood up, but immediately fell right down. It's so hard to swim, er what's it called........ oh, yeah walk, walking. It's so hard to walk in these. How do I work these things?!?!?!?!?! Someone was walking by, and he was holding a creature. Hey, he's pretty cute. He came in my direction. When he was in front of me, he awkwardly looked up and said, "Hey, umm, do you need help because, uhh, you look like you need help..... and clothes, I mean help, a lot of help, hahaha." he said and nervously laughed

"Yeah, I really do need help, I can't walk in these....uh... legs, yeah, legs." I awkwardly said,

" Ok ,then, my name is Brandon Burlison, but just call me Brandon, what's yours, here, I'll help you up." He helped me up, I almost fell, but he caught me.

" My name is Camilla, Camilla, uh, um Jones, Jones, yeah, Camilla Jones, but just call me Camilla." I said blushing. I lied my last name. He gave me his jacket to wear.

" OH, this is my dog, Spike, he is really hyper and loves people, careful, he could knock you down with his kisses." He said.

We both laughed. he brung me to his house. It's so hug.

He offered me food. I ate it. I was... how should I put this..... FANTASTIC.

"Yum, thank you Brandon. your such a good cook"

"Thanks, I get that from my mom, um, say, do you have a place to stay? He asks me.

"Um, well, no, could I stay here?

"Sure, you can sleep on my bed, and I'll get you clothes, I mean only if you want." He says nervously.

" Oh, no, you sleep in the bed."

"I insist."

'Ok, yes. I'll get some clothes"

"Ok."

"Here."

"Thanks." I took off the jacket, as soon as I did, Brandon turned around and blush. I didn't know how to put them on. So I told him to help me.

"Um, Brandon, do you mind helping me."

"Um, you don't know how to.... I mean, sure, why not." He said blushing. He came over and wore my shirt, when he accidentally touched my breasts, he ran to a corner and yelled,

"I'M SO SORRY!!!"

"It's ok, you didn't do anything."

"Well, boys are not suppose so touch girls' boobs!" He said.

"I don't mind," he blushed profusely. Once he was done dressing me, we talked. I grabbed my bag and put it on me, I realize my lucky necklace was still on me. Again, one strand of hair turned blue. I gasped.

"What's wrong?" Brandon said.

"Oh, nothing."

'Hey, do you wanna go to the frozen yogurt store?" He said.

"What's that?"

"Come on I'll show you." He said. When we got there, he bought two yogurts, one pink one and the other one is black and white.

"Here, you can have the strawberry one, I'll have the cookies and cream."

"Ok." I took a bite, yum. it was delicious.

"Yum, thanks,"

"No problem Camilla." so we went to this so-called place called The Mall. he bought me a tons of stuff. Clothes, jewelry, make-up, purses, shoes, figurines, toys, everything. That's a lot.

"Brandon, you don't need to buy me all these things."

"It's fine, your new here, anyways. And, uh, your a girl, so I could buy you stuff." He said smiling, and ran his fingers in his hair. I blushed.

"Why are you blushing?"

"Uh, nothing." I lied badly

"Are you sure?"

"Fine, it looked cute when you ran your finger through your hair, that's why I blushed." He frozed, and blushed profusely.

"Why are you blushing pretty boy."

"Well, what you said to me, shocked me, because girls don't talk face to face that they think I'm cute or they like me, but, you, your different."

"Thanks, well, I want to be different."

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