Camila returns to her childhood summer camp to work as a counselor. The last person she expected to be co-counseling with is her childhood best friend and former crush. Shawn is so different now, but some things never change.

What happens when a 23 year old struggling artist tries to live a double life? More importantly, what happens when her tall, brown-haired boss starts lusting after her alter ego - unaware that it's actually her?

"There's no way you need to pay for a date" "No, you're right I don't but I want to" "You want to pay a thousand dollars for something you could get for free, is that your flaw? Your gorgeous and hot and smell like heaven but you're also completely and utterly insane?" This time Shawn chuckled loudly "I'm not insane, I just like control. So, I love the black, great look just as requested" he looked down at her dress, making no attempt to hide the way his eyes lingered on her cleavage and then strayed from her knees to her thighs "Yeah well unfortunately I don't take orders very well, I like to be the one making the rules" "Well I guess that means we have just found ourselves in the middle of a power struggle and we have only just met, isn't this exciting? " his voice was low and seductive, his eyes dark with unspoken desire

Broadway has always been Camila's biggest dream and once she gets accepted into NYU's theater program, she knows she's one step closer of getting it. What she doesn't know is how New York is about to not only show her a new perspective of life outside of the small town she grew up in, but also bring into her life amazing new friends. One of these friends comes in the form of a mysterious, tall, curly-haired boy that turns her life upside down in the most unexpected way.

He's loved her from afar since he first laid eyes on her, she's thought about him everyday since the day they met. An indecent proposal between friends turns into a life changing romance..... or does it? A Shawmila Mini Book

Camila fuckin Cabello. Let's get one thing straight the girl is hot, all long hair and Latin ass and normally if a girl looked like her I would be have had her multiple ways, multiple times by now but not this girl, this girl is my fuckin nemesis. Little miss ray of fuckin sunshine, all happy and smiley, her teeth are too white and I see them way too often for a girl that has never given me head. I shake my head in disgust as she leans her head on her hand and twists her hair around her finger as she and a group of her airhead friends discuss the important life altering subjects of hair and make up and what guys going to take them to prom. Fuck that shit and fuck her. She knows nothing of the real world, I have seen her in town with her mother and sister, the three of them linking arms and giggling like the teenager only one of them is. I hate her with a passion. I hate the way she looks and the way she walk, I hate the way she giggles and jokes and bounces everywhere, i hate how much everyone loves her but most of all I hate what she is and what she has because it's everything I will never be or have. "What's up?" Asks Conner, his eyebrows lowered "You are looking at Cabello like she might be next on your menu" "No fuckin way. The only part of me that's ever going to be on her is my foot on her neck whilst she begs me for mercy. I'm going to destroy her and I'm going to love every God damn minute of it"

I never wanted to leave Shawn, not the first time when I left for California to persue my dream, or the second time when I left after seeing him seemingly so happy with Hailey or even today but somehow it always seemed like the right thing to do, and as Shawn kisses the top of my head softly whilst wrapping his arms tightly around me I feel a darkness drawing in. The way he holds me tighter than he ever has before tells me that he feels it too. Squeezing his fingers which are laced between my own I swing my legs around and sit up on the edge of his couch, I feel him moving behind me as he brings himself up to sit next to me "Mila what is it?" His voice is quiet, like he's asking a question that he already knows the answer to "Today has been surreal" "All of it or just us?" "All of it. It feels like a dream... some parts have been more like a nightmare, but this... us, lying together like this, I couldn't have dreamt it, even in my wildest dreams" He smiles at me and then his eyes drop to his knees "Are you sorry?" I ask the question not wanting to know the answer, if he says that he's sorry for what we've done he will destroy me in a way that I will never recover from, but pressing his lips to mine our foreheads meet as he whispers "I will never ever be sorry for a second I spend with you"

"Camila, honey, this is Shawn, the new bodyguard. Shawn, this is my daughter, Camila" Shawn reached out to shake her hand but Camila kept her hands firmly by her sides as she gazed him over from head to toe. Black boots, ankle length black jeans, a white shirt opened far more than it ought to be when showing up to meet your new employer and a leather jacket, his chocolate colored curls fell over his forehead partly obscuring what appeared to be golden colored eyes. Camila snorted loudly. "He looks more like a playboy than a bodyguard" "Thankyou" the tall Canadian smiled down at her, looking genuinely eased with her insult "It wasn't a compliment" she huffed whilst turning her attention to her father "I hate him. He looks like he would sleep with every member of staff which will make things very awkward for me and he smells too much like Canada" "Fresh air and pine trees not do it for you eh?" "I was referring to the scent of bacon and maple syrup that seems to growing stronger every time you speak" "I'm a growing boy Camila, I have a big appetite, but you will learn all about that as we get to know each other" he winked and Alejandro couldn't help but smile as his daughter narrowed her eyes and cursed in Spanish beneath her breath

On a reality dating show, soul mates are matched and then sent to the island to spend several weeks together, but with a catch; absolutely no displays of affection in any way, publicly or privately. When Camila finds out she's paired with her close friend, she's excited that the prize is in the bag. After all, she and Shawn have never been romantic with each other before, so what're a few more weeks? But this game must be rigged, because Camila suddenly finds herself looking at her friend in a whole new way. Either that, or they really are soul mates. She really needs that money, but with Shawn looking at her like that, she starts to forget exactly why she signed up in the first place. [word count: 80,000]