Camille Blue-Shay Kinsley is a fifteen year old girl living in London. Camille currently lives with her foster parents of 13 years. They were stitched to Camille for the baby years, but as each birthday rolled by, their attention started to fade a...
(A/N: The song has nothing to do with the chapter or story, I just love it so much lol.)
Author's POV
Camille got a text from her brother, just as she was about to get ready to meet him.
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Of course she's a little upset that he bailed, but there's nothing she can do. She just accepted it and decided to go see Wren. The teen pulled out her phone once again and texted Wren.
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"Hey, Mum, I'm going to hang out with friends, okay?" Camille said and waited for her Mum's response.
"Okay, be back in three hours!" Kimberley called back, causing Camille to smile and do a silent happy dance.
"Love you!" She called to her Mum and walked out the front door. Wren was standing in their driveway, leaning against his passenger door. Camille hugged him and he kissed her cheek. They both got in the car and drove off to Wren's house.
"I found Luther and The Flash on Netflix, which should we go for?" Wren asked as they headed down the main road.
"The Flash, it sounds more intriguing." Camille replied and he smiled at her. Her slight posh accent that she often uses always drives him crazy.
"Oh, does it?" Wren mocked Camille's lingo and smiled at her. She rolled her eyes and tried to hold back her smirk.
"Don't make fun of my posh accent." She slapped his arm and he pretended that it hurt.
"But, I like the way you speak." He continued to make fun of her. They both laughed as he tried to deepen his voice.
"I like the way you speak, too." She complimented him, making him feel bad for mocking her.
"Then maybe I should lose the posh accent." He said in his normal voice, making Camille smile.
"Babe, can I ask you a question?" Wren asked, not wanting to bring this up, but he really wants to know.
