the three of us {chim}

Piece 11

Kimberley's POV

We have been sat in Nando's for two hours just talking nonsense. Camille was telling us all these funny stories of her and some of her neighborhood friends. She seems happy sometimes but other times she is sad and kind of depressed. Cheryl and I talked a lot about her last night. I didn't dare mention the DNA tests because I knew I would lose Camille's trust if she found out.

"One time me and my friend Veronica took our bikes and we rode down to the lake in our neighborhood. We took some of the private canoes that we're not supposed to use, but we did anyway. We had a 'tipping over' competition. We would take the paddles and hit each other's canoes. I won of course, but she still got me a few times. I came home soaked and my parents were so mad, but I didn't care because it was so much fun! The ranger ended up finding the canoes all wet and the family who owned them claimed to not have used them. He still hasn't found out it was us." Camille laughed at the memory with me and Cheryl.

"You could get into serious trouble doing that, Ms." Cheryl's motherly side came out and I could see Camille smile instead of starting an argument.

"But having fun and getting in trouble is better than not hanging fun and being a rule follower." She defended herself, but in the most wise way.

"She's right, Chez."

"Yeah, I guess so." Cheryl smiled at Camille who mirrored her actions with a deep-dimpled smile.

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Camille's POV

Today has been fun, I never wanted it to come to an end. We had gone around a few shops, paparazzi everywhere. It bothered me a little, but Kimberley gave me her sunglasses and Cheryl handed over her hat. I couldn't help but smile at their protectiveness towards me. They were very cautious around the cameras, sandwiching me between them as I walked with my head down.

We rolled up to my house, obviously my parents nowhere in sight. I dreaded going back in alone and having a boring rest of the day.

"We'll walk you up." Kimberley came to Cheryl's side of the car and opened her door for her. How cute.

I walked them up to the door going around the side of the porch and reaching for the glass turtle on the ground. I picked it up and removed it's shell grabbing our spare key. I walked back around opening the door and turning around to Cheryl and Kimberley.

"I'll see you guys later." I didn't smile, I didn't want to be here. I wanted to be with them, I didn't want them to leave me.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Cheryl put her hands on my cheeks.

"Nothing, everything's fine."

"Where are your Mum and Dad?" I cringed at her calling them my Mum and Dad. Recently, all I've wanted is to call her my Mum.

"They won't be home til 10. They texted me at lunch." Nothing I haven't heard before.

"Aw, why don't you come home with us for the night? I'm sure they won't mind."

"Really?"

"Of course, we'd love to have you over." She smiled at me, I could see her eyes pleading me to say yes.

"Okay, I just have to get some stuff.  You guys can sit in the front room." I lead them to the front room, they sat on the big couch we had.  I ran up the stairs, I've never been so excited to be at someone else's house.