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                              "You're not tired too?" Rosie quietly asked as she turned over, feeling Camille awake as well.  She hasn't been able to sleep at all and she wonders why Camille is feeling the same.
                              "I can't sleep." Camille responded and wished that she could sleep.  She just wants to rest and visit a dream for a few hours.
                              "You know, I think that you are really brave.  I would have never been able to stand up and talk to my parents like that." Rosie mentioned but Camille wasn't so sure if that meant she was brave.
                              "Really?  Isn't that a bad thing?" She asked, feeling like she could be sick every time she thinks about the past events of the night.
                              "No, you should be proud that you stood up for yourself." Rosie encouraged her friend, wanting her to feel like she did something good for herself.
                              "I guess." Camille looked up at the ceiling, not knowing what to think.
                              "You're a special person, Camille." Rosie smiled in the dark before finding her friend's hand.  She held Camille's hand as she closed her eyes, finally feeling like she can get some shut eye.
                              Feeling protected by Rosie, Camille also found herself falling asleep.  Both girls dozed off with the fairies, getting the best nights sleep.
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                              "Good Morning, sleepy heads!" Mel loudly announced as a groggy Camille and Rosie made their way to the kitchen.  They both giggled as Mel welcomed them both with a hug.
                              "Hi!" A little girl, at the age of six, greeted Camille with a wide smile.  The teen walked over to the breakfast bar with Rosie, taking a stool next to the little girl.
                              "Hi, I'm Camille." She smiled and the girl found the teen very sweet.
                              "I'm Madison." She greeted herself and giggled to herself as Camille looked down at her.
                              "I'm Angel." The other girl said as Mel put their plates in front of them.
                              "And I'm Phoenix.  You guys, I'm here." The oldest of the siblings walked into the kitchen, making them all laugh.  Phoenix smiled at Camille, giving her a wave.
                              "You're Camille!" Phoenix sat down next to Rosie and seemed to immediately recognize the teen by name.  Rosie hit Phoenix's arm under the table but Camille pretended not to see it.
                              "Go on and eat!" Mel said and forced as much food as possible into the children.  She's a protective mother and it shows.
                              "Mum, I'm gonna drive Camille back home." Rosie said as she slid out of her chair and cleaned her and Camille's plates in the sink.
                              "It was lovely to meet you, Camille.  Come back anytime!" Mel told the teen as she hugged her tightly.  Camille pulled away, feeling as if she was letting go of her mother.
                              Rosie and Camille escaped back upstairs and went into the wardrobe.  Rosie picked out some black jeans and a white t-shirt for Camille.  The teen put on her own black converse and grabbed her bag from off the floor.  They made their way to Rosie's car outside, getting in and driving into town.
                              "I can tell you where to go from here." Camille said, recognizing the town.
                              "One stop first." Rosie kept driving past the turn that would have taken them to Camille's house.
                                      
                                   
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the three of us {chim}
FanfictionCamille 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...
 
                                               
                                           
                                               
                                                  