Impossible; House of Anubis (B1)

[08] House of Agendas

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Camilla had to admit it as she looked at herself in the full-length mirror inside her wardrobe. She looked good.

 Amber had curled her hair in natural waves before putting it in a fancy half up half down do. To make its hairstyle not so fancy, Camilla had decided to change into a pair of shorts, knee-high socks and boots and a loose-fitting white top. She felt she looked rather nice and couldn't help but smile a little as she turned on her heel and headed downstairs. The only people in the living room when she entered were Jerome and Mick, both ignoring the other as they did their own sweet thing, though when Mick saw Camilla enter, he let out a wolf whistle, "Looking good, Cam,"

"Thanks, Micky!" she smiled at him, doing a small twirl before settling on the couch next to Jerome, who turned his head to look at her. Camilla simply stared back at him, raising an eyebrow questioningly.

"Don't you have to be annoying anywhere else?" Jerome asked the small girl, who simply smirked and tilted her head.

"Not until four."

This comment caused him to roll his eyes before going back to his work. Though a moment later, he turned back to her and asked, "Have you done something with your hair?" Jerome asked after a moment.

"Amber got a new curling wand and demanded she tested it out on me," Camilla smiled, "what do you think?" she asked, sitting up to show him the whole look. She had to admit it was better than her regular half hazard curls, but it was too time-consuming for every day. Jerome looked her over and nodded once.

"The look suits you," was all he said, and Camilla rolled her eyes, it was as good as she was going to get from the boy, "speaking of Amber," Jerome turned his head to look at Mick, "how are things between you two since this whole kissing incident?" this question reminded Camilla of what she had wanted to ask the boys about the supposed date Amber had, with Mick in the room she knew to keep quiet but the moment she could she was going to drag Jerome off to get the truth. As he mentioned the kissing, Camilla felt Jerome place a comforting hand on her shoulder, and she shot him a half-hearted smile. He was up to his usual Jerome causing drama ways, but for some reason, he didn't want her feelings hurt, so she was a little conflicted.

"I'm not going to talk to you about Amber, dude!" Mick told Jerome as he practised headers in the living room. 'Smart Move' was all Camilla could think.

"Only asking," Jerome asked, playing off as innocent, "but I do have my ear to the ground if you need any information." Camilla squinted at Jerome at this; what the hell was he playing at? She lifted her feet to make it look like she was going to simply rest them on Jerome's lap (causing the boy to move the laptop he was on to the coffee table), making sure to kick him gently as she did. This caused Jerome to glance at her and read the look. Yes, she wanted the boy to know she knew he was up to something. Instead of saying anything, he just patted her feet that were now on his lap with a smirk on his face. While this was happening, Mick was too busy, but he did comment,

"No thanks. I think I've got it sorted." This comment caused a snort to leave Camilla's lips. Mick totally did not have it sorted if what Amber had been telling her was true. Although, of course, she knew most of it was probably Jerome's doing, but she couldn't be sure until she demanded answers from him.

"Of course, you're Mick" this sarcastic comment from Jerome caused Camilla to let out a small giggle, which she instantly had her covering her mouth. She didn't want to offend the footballer, but he did seem to see the world that way when it came to girls.

"Yep!" The footballer replied, which is when Camilla lost it. She burst out laughing, which caused Jerome to look at her with a grin and Mick to stop whatever he was up to, "What?"