the three of us {chim}

Piece 94

(A/N: The outfit is Camille's for the first interview.  Also, new fave song right now!)

Author's POV

*Ring, Ring*

"Hello?" Camille groggily answered the phone as she sat up in bed and looked at her electric clock next to her bed - 7:29 AM.

"Hi, Ms Camille, it's Esther." The teen heard over the phone and straightened up, not wanting to sound disgusting.

"Oh, hi, Ms Rantzen." Camille changed her voice and cleared her throat.

"How are you, darling?" Esther asked, having a hint of admiration in her voice.  Esther loves Camille, she sees so much potential in her to change this country.

"I'm fine, uhm a little tired.  How are you?" Camille said honestly, kinda upset about her sleep being intruded on.

"I'm amazing, I heard that you have a TV interview on Friday night," Esther said and went on and on with Camille about what they will be talking about.

"Well, I have a Loose Women interview that morning which I'm so excited for and two radio interviews plus the Graham Norton Show that night," Camille explained, getting Esther to make sure that that's right.

"Yes, that's exactly what I have.  I wish you the best of luck in all of that and a good day off from school." Esther said and the teen smiled, having a mutual respect for the older woman.

"Thank you, I'll call when it's all over." Camille let out a giggle and then said her goodbyes.  She laid her head back down, realizing that it's already eight o'clock anyways.

"Ugh!" She frustratingly screamed into her pillow and turned to lay on her stomach.  She attempted to go back to sleep, only to be woken up by Kimberley opening her bedroom door.  The mother giggled, knowing that Camille was trying to sleep after her phone call.

"You alright, my love?" Kimberley asked as she sat on the side of Camille's bed and rubbed her back.  Camille nodded her head, wanting to sleep so badly.

"Can you keep rubbing my back until I go back to sleep?" Camille asked her Mum, making the woman smile at how much Camille loves her backrubs.

"I can do you one better." She said and curled up next to the teen.  She slipped herself under the duvet and got all cosy and warm with her daughter on top of her.  Kimberley rubbed Camille's back, hoping that her baby can get some more sleep.

"Kimba?" Cheryl walked into the bedroom and smiled at the adorable sight before her.  She took a quick picture before walking over to her daughter's bed and laying next to the teen.

"Hi, baby," Cheryl cooed and planted kisses all over her daughter's face.  Camille mentally rolled her eyes and groaned at her inability to go back to sleep this morning.

"What's wrong?"Cheryl mouthed to Kimberley, who gave her a shrug of the shoulders.  Cheryl felt jealousy run through her blood as she wished to hold her daughter.

"Are you okay, honey?" Kimberley quietly asked and kissed Camille's cheek. The mother talked to the teen as Cheryl lost concentration, feeling so left out.

"Mamma?" Camille waved her hand in front of Cheryl's face, waking her up. Cheryl came back and saw that Camille was moving closer to her and placing her head on her heart.

"I ran out of my pills a couple days ago." Camille tried her hardest to sound innocent and like she forgot, but the mothers' knew it was because she couldn't give a damn about those pills.