( completed ) She'd been providing for herself since the age of fourteen when her parents had died tragically in a car accident. But now, two years later at the age of sixteen, she finally has a place to call home. Camila was shy. Very, extremely, inevitably, shy. She didn't answer the door when there was a knock or barely responds when spoken to and the only personal information that Lauren knew about her was that she adored books. The Jauregui's had a few problems themselves but Camila was no harm and kept to herself. Yeah... that's not what quite happens. | some gentle reminders | - i don't own this story - it is simply a conversion from a stydia fanfiction that i read when i was 11 - full credit goes to @/stydiaHAShappened [she's the og] - trashy story cover by me