The shrill ringing of the home phone rang through the living room, causing both women on the couch to get distracted. The sound of the device mingling with that of sweaty bodies touching, moans and whispers. Camila clutched the arm of the couch tightly, closing her eyes and mentally begging for the person calling to give up. I should've turned that shit off, the Latina thought.

"Shit! That person won't give up?!" The blonde complained breathlessly. Even though the sound was annoying, neither of them stopped moving.

"Just let it ring, it will go to voicemail. And it's probably nothing important, or they'd have called my cell phone." Camila said as breathlessly as the blonde had. Her hands were firm on the waist of the blonde on top of her. She was the president of one of her fan clubs.

(Hi, this is Camila. I'm certainly not home, or I just don't want to answer you. But leave a message, maybe I'll get back to you.)

Camila's mechanical voice sounded through the room after the call went to voicemail.

"Camila, I know you're there!" Her agent's angry voice made itself present, and Camila huffed.

She inverted positions with the girl on top of her and settled her sex against the girl's, scissoring her, rubbing her clit against the blonde's again.

"You better not ignore me, Karla! I'm serious!" Dinah's voice seethed through the device.

"Dinah sounds... Hmm... Very angry." The blonde girl said between moans, feeling her body begin to tremble. Camila wouldn't stop rocking her hips between the girl's legs, feeling her orgasm increasingly closer.

"She's always angry." Their bodies began to go into some kind of combustion together. The blonde under Camila dug her nails into the Latina's shoulders, and dragged them down to her ass, marking the tanned skin with thick red trails. Camila moaned, she loved to be scratched in that wild way. "Oh fuck! Yeah..."

She continued to rub her wet sex against the blonde's, moving up and down, side to side, rocking her hips against the young girl's. Their bodies exuded a high temperature, their faces were contorted in expressions of pleasure, and their lips were parted, wide open, releasing their hoarse moans. Then came an immense sensation of fullness. The climax.

And then they heard loud sounds of knock, knock, knock on the door.

"Camila! Open this fucking door!" Loud and nonstop knocks were heard followed by Dinah's angry voice.

Camila huffed and let her body fall over the blonde's under her, who was afraid due to knowing who was knocking on the door.

"What now?" The blonde asked somewhat nervously.

Camila sat down on the couch and straightened her hair. She held the girl's chin and gave her a peck, without even showing nervousness. "Now you go put on your clothes, and I'll calm down the lioness." She said, to then get up from the couch.

"You're going to open the door like that? Completely naked?!" The young girl asked in astonishment at the sheer audacity of the Latina.

Camila let out a laugh and shrugged. "There's nothing here that she hasn't already seen." She winked at the astonished girl on her couch and spun on her heel, heading towards the front door.

The blonde gathered some of her clothes scattered around the living room and ran towards the bathroom in the corridor. Camila glanced around the room, just to make sure it was safe to open the door.

She put a fake innocent smile on her lips and grabbed the doorknob, turning it. "Hello, love of my life-" She interrupted her sentence when she came across not only Dinah, but Lauren and Normani as well.

I should've checked before to see if she was alone, she whined in thought.

"What is the devil's puppet doing here?" She asked angrily, looking towards Lauren, whose cheeks were flushed and eyes were wide at the sight of the Latina naked.

"Camila, why the hell are you naked?!" Dinah demanded an explanation, and the Latina turned her attention from Lauren to her agent. She smirked, and the Polynesian rolled her eyes. Of course..., Dinah quipped in thought. She knew very well what Camila was doing. "Spare me the details."

"I still want to know what this eggshell is doing here." She provoked as she leaned against the doorframe.

Normani and Dinah really tried to hold in their laughter, but it was impossible.

"Look here, you garden gnome, watch your mouth when you talk to me!" Lauren seethed angrily and pointed a finger at Camila's face, who stuck her tongue out. "And go put on some clothes, no one should be forced to see these unnecessary things." She turned her gaze away from the Latina and looked at some random spot on the wall.

"I'm fine like this, I don't see any problem with it."

"Camila, go get dressed!" Dinah ordered, and the Latina just shook her head. "Now!" She ordered through clenched teeth, and Camila huffed, but she turned around and headed for her bedroom.

Hehe take that! Serves her right, Lauren sneered in though.

Normani, Dinah and Lauren walked into Camila's apartment. One of the apartments, actually. The Latina used that one to take her conquests. Although it didn't seem like it, she was very romantic, and kept the promise that she'd only take to her apartment, where she really lived, someone she truly loved. Which still hadn't happened, and perhaps it would take a while. Camila didn't want a relationship, much less be in love with someone.

Lauren was inspecting the environment with a grimace of disgust on her face. There were a few pieces of clothing scattered around the living room, and the kitchen, one of those American ones, had the sink full of dirty dishes. There was also a few food cartons and pizza boxes scattered on the countertop.

Besides being a nuisance, she's a total pig, Lauren thought to herself.

"Wow... This place is really..." Normani looked around. "Messy." She commented, laughing, as she sat down on the couch, throwing on the floor a pair of pink panties that were lying on the arm of the couch.

"How can she live here?!" Lauren asked, perplexed, not believing to be possible for someone to live in that piggery. She kept her apartment in the most perfect order. She hated mess, couldn't even sleep well if she had a dirty glass in the sink.

"She doesn't live here." Dinah informed, throwing a blue cotton blouse that was on the brown leather armchair to the floor. "She only comes here when she wants to have sex with someone." She explained with sincerity, and Lauren rolled her eyes.

Perverted nymphomaniac, Lauren said with disgust in thought. She remained standing, refusing to sit down or lean against any of that furniture. Who knows what they've done around here, she thought, and her body shuddered just by imagining it.

"This girl is a total pig, she didn't even have the decency to throw the pizza boxes away and wash the dirty dishes." Lauren commented.

"And you're very petulant, you stuck-up." Camila appeared in the corridor, she was already properly dressed. A seemingly young blonde appeared right behind her, following her, completely awkward. "Mind your own business, nobody asked for your opinion." She goaded her, and Lauren clenched her jaw.

"You're unbearable!" Lauren shot back, and Camila shrugged, mocking the brunette.

"Okay, girls, that's enough." Dinah intervened before they ended up slapping each other.

She got up from the armchair where she was sitting on and walked towards Camila and the shy blonde at her side. "What's your name, dear?" She asked in a friendly way, and the girl flinched a bit. Oh God, don't tell me she's underage, that thought almost terrified her.

"L-lia." She said stuttering, it was the first time she talked to Dinah, and everyone knew how stressed and intimidating the Polynesian could be.

Dinah nodded, glancing at the Latina. Camila sighed in relief, for a moment she had forgotten the girl's name, but now she could say goodbye without any awkwardness.

"How old are you, Lia?" Dinah asked.

The young girl frowned at that question, but swallowed hard and quickly replied:

"I turned eighteen two weeks ago." She answered, and Dinah almost let out a celebratory shriek. At least Camila hadn't deflowered any innocent young girl.

"Did you drive here?" The young girl shook her head. "Do you have money for a cab?" The girl shook her head again, timidly. Dinah nodded in understanding, and grabbed her wallet from the back pocket of her pants. The young girl tried to protest, but the agent didn't give her much choice. "I won't take no for an answer. Here, take it." Dinah handed her a one-hundred-dollar bill, and the young girl, with a lot of apprehension and mortification, took it.

"Come... I'll walk you to the door." Camila offered, and headed towards the front door.

"Wait..." She said to Camila. "Can I hug you?" The blonde timidly asked Lauren, who smiled as best as she could.

I hope she has washed her hands at least, Lauren whined in thought.

"Of course." She opened her arms, and soon enough the young girl closed the space between them and hugged her. Lauren tried to reciprocate the hug in the most sincere way possible.

Camila was watching that scene with an amused smile on her face.

"I'm a big fan of yours. You're amazing." The girl said smiling, and Lauren looked at Camila, flashing her a mocking smile.

"I'm flattered."

The young girl finally pulled away from the brunette, and then waved to Dinah and Normani before walking to the door where Camila was waiting for her.

"Will you call me?" Lia asked hesitantly once they stepped out of the apartment.

Camila sighed softly. Time to act, she thought. "Of course, princess." She used and abused her sweetest voice. The blonde smiled excitedly and hopefully, kissed the Latina one more time, and said goodbye to her.

Poor thing, Camila sighed in thought, and then shook her head. She took a deep breath before turning to grab the doorknob. Let's face the albino demon, and with that thought she smiled cynically and walked into her apartment.

"Can we go to Simon's office already? I can't stand to be in this dump anymore." Lauren made an uncomfortable grimace and looked at Normani with pleading eyes.

"The little princess is used to everything being orderly to the smallest details, right? You compulsive maniac." Camila sneered in an accusing voice tone, and Lauren glared at her.

"Oh my God! Can't we have a moment of peace?! You two really can't control yourselves, can you?" Normani got to her feet and walked until she stood between Lauren and Camila. She glanced between the two of them and shook her head. "I don't know how you two are going to portray a couple in love this way."

Camila and Lauren widened their eyes when they assimilated what Normani had just said.

"NO FUCKING WAY!" They shouted at the same time.

Dinah looked at Normani, and they both sighed.

They had a lot of work ahead of them to try to convince the girls.

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"I'M NOT GOING TO ACT ALONSIDE YOU. NO WAY!"

"AND WHO SAID I WANT TO?!"

Simon had his elbows resting on the table of the conference room as he massaged his temples and stared perplexedly at those two girls shouting from the rooftops.

"Girls. Please." He asked again, and once again was ignored. He took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. He knew it would be like this, but he needed the two of them on his show, they were excellent actresses, and it would be a great deal for them. "CALM DOWN!" He shouted as loudly as he could. Camila and Lauren instantly fell silent, and looked at their future director. "Have a seat, please." He asked politely, his voice now in a normal, calm tone. "I want you two, I need you. Your fans are super excited. Did you know that?"

"They already know we're going to participate in Blowaster?" Lauren asked curiously, and Simon nodded.

"We posted some questions on Twitter this morning, and on other social networks. Believe me, we had a great and positive response." He grabbed his phone from his pocket and selected the Twitter app, and then went to the profile created for the show and selected a specific tweet. "See for yourselves, we posted a photo of you asking if they'd like to watch you two act alongside as a couple. And guess what? They freaked out, they loved it!" He said excitedly, and held out the device for both of them.

Lauren was the first to see it, freaking out at the number of favorites and retweets. Camila then grabbed the phone, having the same reaction as Lauren.

"Fuck! Almost eighty thousand retweets? Holy shit..." The Latina said, open-mouthed.

Of course everyone knew of the bickering and teasing between Lauren and Camila. However, their fans were almost the same, so instead of fighting amongst themselves, they ended up laughing when a video of them bickering got out. A lot of them, even people who weren't fans, said that they'd eventually get married due to the way they teased each other.

"That's right, and all that because we just asked if they'd like to watch you on screen." Simon said, and the both of them gawked even more. "The producers are going crazy. You'll work with several actors that are acquaintances of yours. Come on, girls, this is going to be the tv series of the century. I'm not asking you to become friends, because I know that's almost impossible." He laughed humorlessly, and they both nodded.

No way, Camila thought.

Not even under torture, Lauren thought.

"The only thing I ask is that you accept the role, you'll be even more famous than you already are. Modesty aside, this tv series has everything to be a success." Simon smiled hopefully at the two pensive girls in front of him.

Camila bit her lower lip and started to think, not even realizing that Lauren was doing the same. It was incredible how they hated each other, but were so alike.

It will be good for my career, it's a necessary sacrifice, Lauren debated in thought, trying to convince herself that that would be good.

Okay, Camila. Come on, it won't be that bad. Lauren is a pain in the ass, but she smells so good... Stop it! But I have to admit that, despite everything, she's hot... yup..., Camila smiled mischievously at the thought, and with that she had a brilliant idea.

"Let me get this straight... We won't have to be friends?" Lauren asked, and Simon shook his head. "We'll just have to be professional?"

"Exactly, and since you two are excellent actresses, I know you will sail through it." Simon used and abused flattery. He knew very well that Lauren, and especially Camila, would melt with such praise.

Camila leaned back against the chair and crossed her legs. She stared at Simon, and stared at Lauren out of the corner of her eye. She smiled a smug smile and wet her lips with the tip of her tongue.

"I accept." She said, and everyone, absolutely everyone in that room was surprised. They thought that Camila would be the one who would give them more of a hard time about that, and it was true, but she had some plans in mind.

"What about you, Lauren?" Simon asked expectantly and stared at the beautiful green-eyed brunette, who had a thoughtful expression on her face. But then she smiled.

"I'm in, of course." She said, and Simon sighed in relief, just like Dinah and Normani, who until then were silent on the couch behind them.

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The 'meeting' had already ended. Dinah and Normani stayed in the room with Simon to sort out the details of the contract.

Lauren was coming out of the bathroom down the hall, which was deserted. She checked her phone and saw she had two messages on WhatsApp. She was replying to Ally, her best friend, when someone grabbed her shoulders and pushed her against the wall. The brunette widened her eyes in alarm, but her startled expression soon turned to one of anger, and when she saw Camila's mischievous smile, it turned to one of apprehension.

"What are you-" Her voice died when the Latina leaned forward and ran her nose on the curve of her neck, making all the hairs on her body stand on end. Camila glued her body to Lauren's, and smiled even more at the knowledge that she made the brunette nervous.

"You know something..." She slid her hands around Lauren's waist, who was already breathing heavily. "I'm going to love acting alongside you." She inched her face closer to the brunette's, but then turned towards her ear, capturing her earlobe and biting it. Lauren trembled wholly.

Traitorous body, Lauren whined in thought.

"I'm really going to love it." Camila whispered seductively.

Lauren widened her eyes and pushed Camila away, moving away from her. The Latina blew her a kiss and left swaying her hips, smiling victoriously. Lauren stood there, still, confused and trembling.

"She can only be playing games with me."