Ch. 19

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"Mother"

"MOM!" Emily yelled out. I was in laying in bed with Ally watching the morning news, we were so comfortable here we didn't want to get up.

Emily bursted into the room smiling wide.

"What do want my non-rude daughter?" I asked sarcastically not looking away from the tv.

"Camila's here" She said and shut the door. I swung my legs to the side of the bed. "You staying here?" I asked Ally not looking at her.

"Mhm" She hummed. I got up and walked out to greet our unexpected guest.

"Cami-"

"MOM!" Emily yelled out once she saw me.

"Ahora que!!!"

"Go put on a stinkin shirt!" I looked down and saw I wasn't wearing a shirt. I blushed and I hears a giggle. I ran over to the bathroom which was right around the corner. I grabbed a tee short and threw it on.

I walked back out casually. I sat on the couch across from our guest who hasn't said a word yet.

"Ew" Emily murmured.

"Ew? I have a great body." I said defending myself.

"Yeah but don't show it off in front of me. It's weird." Emily said. Camila smiled at Emily at how she was embarrassed by her hot mom.

"So Camila what brings you here?"

"Yeah Camz, what brings you to these neck of the woods?" Emily asked smirking laying back casually.

My eyes widened and I stared at her. I looked over at Camila and she had her mouth opened shocked.

Does Emily know..... Did she hear us that one night? Maybe it's a coincidence. Nope, Emily is a sneaky little girl. She knows something.

Camila looked over at me not knowing what to say. I looked at her and gave her the same look.

"So?" Emily said bringing us back.

"Uhh....I uhm wanted to...invite the three of you to breakfast. My friend Troy really liked Al- you guys. And we wanted to hang out again. Him. He does. With all of you. And me. Breakfast." Camila said a bit nervous.

"Oh. Yes. Of course. Let me tell Ally and uhh we'll back. Wait here. Emily. Come with me."

"Go ahead mom you're old enough to pick out your own clothes. I'll stay here and make Camila company." Emily smirked and made herself comfortable on the couch next to Camila. Camila had her eyes wide afraid.

"Emily! Come here! Now!" I glared at Emily and she quickly got up with her head bowed. She went to her room and I followed her I turned to walk away but I went back in.

"Emily why did.... Did you... Wha uhh.." I turned around to leave embarrassed but then I remembered something else. " When I tell you todo something, so it. No questions asked. And especially when we have guests." I said in my strict voice that my mother used to use on me.

I walked back into my room and I saw Ally up changing. I looked at her confused.

"We uhh Camila invited us to breakfast with Troy." Ally looked down at the floor and nodded.

How does Troy even know he likes us. We didn't even talk. He spent the whole night talking to Ally.

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"And then I told him that I was a music producer and he started being all nice.." That's what I over heard from Ally and Troys conversation I looked back to Emily. She was talking with Camila about how she spent all her life wanting a dog and me being the evil witch that didn't let her.

"I mean what's wrong with having a puppy running around. I was ten, I needed a friend."

"Emily stop being so dramatic. Don't you remember you only asked for one for three days because your friend had one." I looked over at Camila. "I drove to the pet shelter and adopted a puppy but then this girl was afraid of the poor thing. She started crying and said she didn't what him anymore."

"But then I wanted to face my fears and that's when you didn't let me" Emily said crossing her arms. She sat between Camila and I so I looked at her and the up at Camila. She smiled and her eyes looked happier than when I first saw her a few days ago.

I looked away from my drama queen of a daughter and looked over at Ally. We haven't spoken a word since we got here. I felt a nudge on my side and I leaned down a bit towards Emily.

" Those two are hitting off" She whispered to me. I looked back up and saw Ally staring at Troy how I looked at Camila.

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