Camila Miller is the daughter of two great Broadway artists, she lived her entire life with her brother and parents in New York. She grew up with fame and his childhood was based on broadway and paparazzi. One day they had to move to Ohio and she an...
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-I thought We couldn't sing songs about religion.-Tina asked confused.
-Evidently, we cant sing about faith, but we can sing about losing faith? .- Mercedes asked just as confused as Tina.
-That's sort of what I want to talk about today.-Mr Schue said standing up.- Well, earlier in the week, Finn, it seemed like you felt differently.
-Well, I used to think God was up there looking over me.-Camila frowned, she still believed that was ridiculous.- Now, Im not so sure.
The bell rang and everyone started to leave.
-Hey, Tana.-Camila said calling her by her nickname.- I want to show you something I prepared for glee club.
-Oh okay, show me.-Santana sat down and Camila went to give a music sheet to Brad, the pianist.
The piano started playing and Camila prepared to sing, for some reason Camila felt the need to sing these music in front of Santana.
Camila: Started in the strangest way Didn't see it coming Swept up in your hurricane Wouldn't give it up for nothing Now I'm all caught up in the highs and the lows It's a shock to my system I don't wanna run away so I stay
Santana smiled when she heard the redhead's voice, it was so beautiful and so unique or at least that's what she thought. Camila blushed when she saw Santana's smile, and slowly began to approach the Latina while she danced.
Camila: My head gets messy when I try to hide The things I love about you in my mind I don't really know a lot about love A lot about love, a lot about love But you're in my head, you're in my blood And it feels so good, it hurts so much I don't really know a lot about love A lot about love, a lot about love But you're in my head, you're in my blood And it feels so good, it hurts so much (so much) It feels so good, it hurts so much Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh But you're in my head, you're in my blood And it feels so good, it hurts so much
Camila did not stop dancing and staring at the Latina, the lyrics of the music identified them in a certain way. Camila couldn't stop thinking about the Latina and she felt so good, she couldn't help but smile when she thought about her, but that wasn't love, was it? Santana stood up and joined laughing, she winked at the redhead and then she sang the next part by herself.