Camren part two

Part one

It was a typical morning at the Cabello's apartment.

Camila sat on her usual bench at the breakfast table with her dad to her right and her mom and her little sister, Sophie, seated across from her.

The eggs, toast, and fruit were standard before-school fare.

The only thing not typical? Camila's best friends, Dinah Jane and Ally Brooke, wasn't there with them. Yet.

"All right, weirdos, listen up and listen up good!" Ally declared as her and Dinah rolled in like a tornado and zoomed through the living room.

"I only got like a minute before he walks through that door!" Ally said.

"Who's coming through the door, Ally" Camila spun around on the bench and smiled.

"Your uncle Boing," Ally replied.

"Oh, Ally, you gotta get offa this!" Camila and Dinah reached put to give their best friend's shoulder a concerned squeeze.

Ever since poor Ally had met him, she'd had a serious thing for Camila's uncle Josh----her dad's much younger brother----hence Ally's nickname for him:Uncle Boing.

"Nope," Ally insisted, pacing around the apartment as she shared a new theory about her tragically one-sided crush.

"The reason he's not interested is because I've been playin' it wrong. See, my strategy of turning into a total nut job at the mere sight of him ain't working out as planned." Ally said

Camila and Dinah shook their heads, amazed that their best friend, who was normally so wise when it came to pretty much everything in life, could be so clueless about this.

"Ally, it's nothing you're doing. It's the age difference." Camila said.

"Three years older!" Ally said.

Hmm. Ally did have a point.

"We're exactly the same age!" Camila's dad, Alejandro, interjected.

"What?" Camila spun back around on the bench and shot a bewildered glare at her father.

Her parents stared back at her in amazement, as if she should have realized this.

Well, okay, she knew they were about the same age.

But her dad had a different kind of vibe from her mom

An old person vibe.

"I just need to be cazh." Ally returned the conversation to her previous line of reasoning as she sat down next to Camila and Dinah.

She swung her chunky black suede boots up onto the table and leaned against her friends awkwardly, tossing back her long blond-brown hair and striking a pose that was anything but casual.

"How's this?" Ally questioned.

Camila's mom, Sinu, immediately got up and marched over, then pushed Ally's feet away from the food.

"Yeah, how's this?" Sinu said.

Just then, Uncle Josh walked through the door, looking extremely mature in a bright blue button-down shirt and black vest.

"Hey, family," he said with a broad, dimpled smile.

"Yeah, hi, I don't care," Ally muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes and twirling a piece of hair around her finger.

"My brother!" Josh called out to Camila's dad as he tossed his bag on the couch and walked to the breakfast table.

"My brother!" Camila's dad called back.