Lauren's POV
It all started when a girl won my parking space in the Walmart's parking lot .
"HEY, I ARRIVED FIRST!!" I shouted though the window of my car.
"Oh, I didn't see you there" she said, irritably when she got out of her car.
She was dressed in a small white dress that reached to her knees, she had brown eyes, long brown hair. I was dressed in my normal outfit, black ripped jeans, with a white V-neck shirt, black converse, and my signature black leather jacket. I noticed that she was a little smaller than I was.
As I got off of my car, which was not parked in a parking space, we both started to yell to each other. I didn't know what happened afterwards, because I suddenly felt a warm body on top of me trying to throw me to the ground.
"Okay ... ok" I told her while trying to get her off of me.
"GET OFF and I leave you alone"
When she finally got off, I asked her what her name was.
"Why do you want to know?" She asked me
"I'm just asking ... I'm Lauren" I told her with a small smile.
"... my name is Camila," she said with a sigh.
"Camila?"
Such a pretty name
"... and your number ... just to, you know... know if you're not going to steal my parking again," I chucked lending her my phone, she was very arrogant and annoyed , but I kind of liked it and I didn't know why.
"Don't worry I'm not from here, I'm from Tampa"
Impressed I said "Tampa!? That's several hours away!" Since we were in Miami, Florida.
"I only came to visit a friend who lives here." She said getting annoyed.
She reluctantly grabbed my phone and typed her number on my phone. When she gave me my phone back, she started to walk towards her car, not even bothering to go inside the store.
"HEY, DON'T YOU WANT MY PHONE NUMBER" I yelled while she was driving off.
"SORRY BUT I'M..." It was all I could hear before she was out of my hearing reach.
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It was already a week after the disaster with that girl. For some reason I couldn't get her out of my head. I wanted to call her so badly, but I was afraid that she wouldn't answer my call.
Everything will be fine and if she doesn't answer then I won't call her again.
So, I grabbed my phone and decided to call her.
*RING*RING*
Oh no! two rings and she's not answering.
I started to panic, until in the fourth ring someone answered on the other side.
"Hello, Camila?"
"Hi, yea that's me, who is this?"
"H-Hi I'm Lauren"
I stuttered over the phone, but there was something strange, the voice that was heard on the phone was not the same as that day.
"I don't know if you remember me from the other day, but ... I was wondering if you wanted to go to a party on Saturday, is not my party but I'll be there"
Maybe she doesn't remember me
I thought, quickly regretting my request.
"Mmm, I'm not sure if I can-" she said, but I interrupted her before she could say anything else.
"No, it's fine, you don't have to go if you don't want to."
"You know what, I'll try to go."
"Well, I'll send you the address in case you decide to go."
A/N: Hello my fellow CS. Well there it is, the first chapter. I was kind of nervous to publish this, it had been of my mind to publish it since I was 14, but I didn't have the balls (not that i have them anyways) to do it. Do y'all want to how I came up with this idea?
Well it started when I-sike, If you guys want to know for real, then y'all have to wait until the next chapter ; ) Hope you all liked the first chapter.
See ya
-E (a.k.a papi_camren)
p.s Sorry if this was short.
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FanfictionLauren Jauregui, a 20 year old girl, meets a beautiful brunette in a parking lot, however she's not who she says she is. Will they be able to help each other once they discover who they truly are?