All that's lost

Part 2 Chapter 1

Camila's Pov:

I sit on my bed with my laptop just relaxing an listening to new music. I brush my longer hair with my fingers getting out tangles. I just got home yesterday from Italy and no one besides my parents and sister know I am home. I told everyone I was coming home two days from now because I want sometime to settle back in and I also want to surprise my friends! I didn't talk to them as much as I thought I would while I was gone but I guess it was for the best. I log onto Facebook and see that I have a new message and it's from Lauren!

Lauren:

Hey! When are you coming home again?

Camila:

In 2 days!

Lauren:

YAY! I can't wait!!

Camila:

Me neither!! I gotta go though. It's getting late here! See you soon!:)

Lauren:

See ya sexy!:)

I smile to myself with excitement. "Karla!?" I hear my dad yell from down stairs. "Si papi!?!" "Do you want to come to Walmart with me?!" "Okay! Be down in a sec!" I close my computer and check myself in the mirror. Italy really changed the way I look. My hair is much lighter and my skin is very tan. I never really wore that much makeup before but now I wear even less. I grew a few inches and surprisingly I didn't gain any weight so that was a relief. I actually lost a few pounds which was surprising because I ate pasta like everyday. I dress a little differently and I actually paint my nails which I was always to lazy to do before. Not only have I changed physically but mentally and I even adventured out of my comfort zone quite a few times. I hurry down stairs and see my dad standing by the door with a smile on his face. We head to his car and drive to Walmart. Everything here feels really weird. The weather is different, the air, the people, the language, the scenery and a bunch of other things. Being back home is like coming back to a different life. To a life I left for a reason, one that I wish would now be different than before. I liked my life here but I wasn't myself. I was what others wanted me to be and while I was gone I became myself and I gained friends that liked me for me. I miss them already. Saying goodbye to them was harder than saying bye to my friends here. I knew I was going to come back and see them after being in Italy but the friends I made there I might never see again. Being back is bitter sweet. I just hope that I don't turn back into the person I was before.

We reach Walmart and head inside. The pure number of people speaking English was overwhelming. I wasn't used to hearing English and only that. My dad must have noticed my stressed out expression because he stopped walking and looked at me, "What's wrong mija?" "It's just weird hearing all these people speaking English. I mean I heard it in Italy but not even close to this many people speaking it, and all at one time...it's just a little overwhelming I guess" I say while laughing a little. "I bet it is" my dad responds while a proud smile on his face with a sparkle in his eye. Walmart is gross to say the least. Most of the people here smell and look like they don't know how to take a shower...not trying to be mean or anything. Lots of my friends hate coming here so I'm not that worried about running into someone. Lauren especially hates this place and it's quite comical. "Mija? Will you go get some snacks to fill the cupboards?" "Si papi!" I walk down the isle and start to pick out my favorite snacks while my dad goes to a different isle to get other things.

Lauren's Pov:

'I can't believe she's making me do this...I hate Walmart.' I think to myself while trudging my feet down the center of Walmart. I don't see why Emily couldn't be the one to run and get things she was watching TV while I was actually doing something productive. I was practicing piano. My aunt and uncle didn't get rid of it so Camila showed me the basics and I have been teaching myself ever since. I walk into an isle and start looking for the food on the list. "Lauren?" I look up and see Camila's dad smiling at me. "Oh hey!" I say while smiling back. "How are you?" he asks, "I'm good just excited for Camila to come back home!" He looks at me with a smile, "Me too. It will be nice having her home again. Well it was nice seeing you! I'll let you get back to shopping." We wave goodbye and I head off to a different isle. I glance around the store and see a familiar profile from behind. But then the person walked out of my sight. 'was that...no. Her dad just said she wasn't home yet. Plus she looks different.' She had very long light brown hair, extra tan skin, taller than Camila because that girl looked an inch taller than me. Plus her aura was different. This person had a more confident, composed and just different feeling around her. This girl didn't seem timid or self conscious like Camila is. 'Whatever, I'll see my Camz soon.' I feel my phone vibrate and see that Zayn texted me. Yes I know, 'why are you still dating Zayn?' well I'm dating him because even though he doesn't trust me around other guys he's sweet and plus he is amazing in bed. I know I shouldn't care about that but it's a major plus. Sometimes I feel like that's all our relationship is about. We don't really have deep conversations or anything like that but once I can have Camila I will get the deep stuff with her and then stay with Zayn so no one knows about us. While Camila is gone we haven't talked that much. We only skyped once and messaged each other every few months. I miss her a lot.