- THE EXCHANGE 1ST BOOK -
The author of the story is @merari-cabello on wattpad. All the credits go to her!
I asked the author if it's okay to translate it but she still haven't answered. I think it would be okay if there was an english version of i...
I put on some perfume, put my cell phone, my wallet and a pack of cigarettes in my bag and went downstairs. When I got to the living room I saw Camila standing at the door. The wavy hair falling on her bare back by the pink blouse she wore some jeans and a tennis accompanied her.
“Where are you going?” I asked, when I got to her side
“To a club...” she explained “with you.” smiling
I choked on my saliva when I heard her say that.
“With me?” I repeated, unable to believe it “Camila, the place I go isn't for people like you..” I said sincerely “...I don't want you to go there.”
“Why Lauren? Do you think I don't know that environment?” she crossed her arms “for your information I lived going to clubs in Mexico...” she said and pulled her hair back
“The problem is the place..” I tried, again “is full of smokers and people, hm, different...” I left it like this
“How different?” she raised her eyebrow, then blinked several times and began to say. “Okay, if you don't want my company, then tell me” she looked at me “since I got ready to go out and I was excited, but...” she gestured
“Don't somewhere else I don't know with out me.” I said and she smiled “okay?”
“Yes ma'am.” she greeted, still smiling
“And don't blame me if you don't like the place afterwards” I said and opened the door, letting her go out first
“I'm going to like it” she claimed and I sighed, taking her by the hand and guiding her to the place of the party walking.
Camila's POV
A huge line was formed in front of such a club. The picture I saw was the following: girls with very short clothes, boys more cheerful than normal and clearly a lot of cocaine rolling between them. I saw that Lauren was ashamed to have brought me here.
“Oh well, are we going to make wait in the row?” I said and pointed back, seeing her go straight
“Just follow me...” she murmured. We arrived to a badly faced guard “Hey, Gustavo” she greeted him.-
“Who is alive always appears... ” he said and played with her, giving way to a big smile that made me notice his gold tooth. “ Woah, new flesh?” he said looking at me
“Gustavo, no...” she motioned for him to control what he was talking about
“Oh..” the comprehension went through his face “of course, I understand” he inkled her “Come in, come in” he said and opened the way
When we entered, I began to cough non-stop due to the smell of the cigar that flooded the whole place. The dry ice, mixed with the cigar and other things. Lauren gave me a look without much encouragement, to perceive that I was almost coughing my lungs because of the place she brought me.
I tried to smile to show her that everything was okay. It didn't work
“God, Camila, you should have stayed at home” she said and she saw me, after a while trying to get out of people
“Everything is fine...” I said with a choked voice
“Aha, yeah alright” she repeated, ironically
We arrived at the table where Wesley and other new friends of Lauren were. They smiled at seeing it but they weren't so happy to see me arrive.
“Hellooo” she greeted them, smiling “hm, this is Camila” she introduced me, and I waved, smiling. “She wanted to meet you all here.”
Wesley looked confused, then he seemed to understand what I was doing there.
“I understand..” he said and winked at Lauren. ‘Hell, why does everyone here wink at her?’
“No, Wesley she didn't come to do that...” she gestured with her eyes
That's when I understood. I thought he wanted to drug me.
- Fan: Are you dating Camila? Shawn: shakes head and rolls his eyes
Me: *pretends to be sad and dries a tear*
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