Camille (A lesbian story)

Camille (A lesbian story)

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A short series of about girls' love. Between Kelly and Camille, they were beyond just customer and hairdresser or even friends. Camille is the cool one of the relationship but doesn't seem to be observant of what is going on between both of them. While Kelly, though indenial if anyone ask her, she will do anything to open Camille's eyes about her feelings and her own. EXTRA: Check out Camille's sister, Carrie's one-shot at 'Blue is your favourite colour, right?' And their younger sister cameo in there too. And yes, they are also in here too :)
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I was never the cool girl. Never the centre of attention. Hell, the first party I ever went to was because Kheli dragged me there when I was seventeen. Oh, Kheli... Kheli was my first love. My first everything. But once we finished high school, we parted ways. My plans were very clear: go to university, have fun, go to parties, maybe fool around at some point when missing Kheli got too much for me to handle. I don't know - the typical university life you see in movies. However, it was nothing like that. I was struggling to keep up with my assignments, my classes, all the drama, the parties, Kheli, the people, Pokémon Go - everything. I couldn't keep up with any of it. And then... Eleanor Williams did what she does best. She came out of nowhere and planted herself right in the middle of my world. And like a very fucking annoying tree, she set down roots and refused to move. And then I found myself - God, kill me now - enjoying being around Eleanor Williams. I found myself watering the fucking tree even when I knew it would only make the roots grow deeper, until there was no way of pulling it out. (Yes, sometimes I make very shitty metaphors. You'll get used to it.) But just because I was, much to my dismay, enjoying Eleanor Williams's company didn't mean she wanted me around.

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