the three of us {chim}

Piece 39

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Camille's POV

Everyone's eyes are on me.  The room is silent and my frantic heart beat is the only sound being heard.

"Everyone, this is Camille." Mum said, I was given slight smiles from everyone in the room.

"Camille, this is Sally, Amy, and Adam - my brother and sisters.  And Diane and John - my parents." She introduced me to everyone and they all stood up.

"Hi, sweetheart." Diane said, while taking me into a huge embrace.  I smiled, Mum has a lot of resemblances to her - the pet name and the warm hug being two of them.

"Hi." I said as we released the embrace.

"Don't worry, she's not crazy.  She just loves hugs." Amy or Sally said, I can't remember which one Mum pointed to.

"So, how's about some dinner?" Mam said, making everyone agree.  We all started walking to the dining room, but Mam kept me back.

"You alright, bubba?" She asked and softly pulled my chin to look up at her.  I showed her my dimples and nodded.

"I love you." I said and put my arms around her neck.  She held onto my waist and lifted me off the ground.

"Mam!" I shrieked as she held onto me tighter while spinning around.

"I love you more." She said as she put me down and kissed my forehead.  It was like we entered our own world, just me and her.

"C'mon." She took my hand and led me into the dining room.

"You can sit here, Camille." Adam patted the seat next to him and I gladly accepted.

"So, tell me all about your football team." He excitedly said, making me smile.

"Well, I play for the London Woman's Junior League.  We're pretty good but we're going through a rough patch.  We don't have a coach at the moment, but we're working hard." I said, he frowned at me.

"Why don't you guys have a coach?" He asked.

"Long story, I'll tell you later." I smiled at him as Mum started passing around dishes.  I didn't even know that she was making a Sunday Roast.

"So, Camille, are you excited for school?" Amy or Sally said, again, I really need to figure that out.

"Yeah, it starts in two weeks." I said, and Mam made a face at me.

"Two weeks?!  I didn't think it was so soon." She frowned.

"I didn't either." I said, I don't think I'm ready to be honest.

"Anyways, do you have a game coming up soon?" John asked, I can definitely tell that the Walsh men like football.

"Yeah, I've got one this Wednesday." I said before taking a sip of my water.

"We have to go! We can all watch you." Diane said, making my cheeks go a little red.

"I don't know, you're welcome to, but it's not that big a deal." I said, trying to make it sound like some small scrimmage game.

"Of course, you'll all go and watch her!" Mum said, I can see the pride on her face. Her and Mam are always making me out to be this 'amazing' and 'perfect' daughter, but I don't know if I agree. I try to make them proud, but I can only do so much.

"Where are you from, Camille?" John asked me. I turned to look at him and started telling him all about where I get my mixed accent from.