Competitive || Lucy/Camila/Lauren

three.

When I lent Camila my camera, Canon brand, she took it slowly. After school, we planned on her taking some of Lucy's and I pictures. Keana was the one usually does it, but she had something held up.

Camila told us her mother didn't mind hanging out with us, so it seems she cool with us being Camila's new *internally clearing throat* friends.

Now we're in the park, the camera hang around Camila's neck. Lucy and I are sitting on the grass patch, which held under a tree. The place where Keana, Lucy and I used to hang out with each other. With some other friends, but they either went schooling overseas or changed states after middle shool. Like Alexa and Vero. God, I missed them so much.

I can't remember the last time five of us did a video call.

Maybe we should do it again. I know Veronica would be busy partying and finding girls and boys to hooked up with, while Alexa is just focusing on her love life with this mysterious 'Mason'. I don't really care what Britney would be doing right now- same goes for Liana.

The other four noticed that I'm not usually hanging out with the two. If the seven of us are hanging out together, all I ever did was ignored their conversation and Vero's and Luce's confused glances for me.

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Third Person View
When Lucy and Lauren heard the shuttered, they pulled away from each other but with their arms still draping around each other's bodies. Camila checked the camera and ignored her sudden boner. Thank God she's wearing the cup but it's quite uncomfortable to walk.

Lucy draped an arm around Camila's shoulder while Lauren peeked over the younger shoulder to see the pictures she had taken.

"This one looks pretty."

It was a picture of the younger girl.

Lauren insisted to take a picture of Camila since she already took a lot for her and her girlfriend. Camila was sitting on a bench, a flower patch beside her while a lily is in her hand. The sun shining above beautifully that it create some kind of its own filter.

One of Camila's sleeve droop again that her shoulder is exposed.

Lucy almost cooed at that picture. Camila's looks soft.

The Mexican cleared her throat, smiling shyly when the both of the older girls stared at her figure.

"Um, do you mind if you guys can save this picture?" she asked, fiddling with her fingers. "Sure. You're our friend, you... don't need to be so... shy, Mila."

"Yeah Camz. Although we just met today, doesn't mean we are still acquaintances."

"Camz?" Camila said more like a question than a nickname.

Lauren hummed, "Yeah, Camz. A nickname I called you in my head. Why? You don't like it?"

Camila shake her head when Lauren misunderstands the tone of her voice. "I l-love it. Just my old friends usually call me 'Mila'... only."

"Oh yeah? Well they sucks at thinking of nicknames then," Lucy said, brushing Camila's exposed collarbones. Lauren saw the movement her girlfriend did. It only make her stomach tingle than feeling jealous like she used to.

A group of high scoolers are nearby them, making a huge commotion with their big mouths. The guys are running trying to catch each other like a bunch of toddlers with a seem-to-be-sporty girl. While the rest of the girls are sitting down.

There's only like nine of them.

Four boys, five girls.

When Camila sees them, she tenses her muscles. Lucy felt her and she quickly looked at the Cuban. "You alright?"