Early birthday present 🎉. This update is for you bby ❤ ImJustHere101101

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Lauren smiled widely as she pulled her best friend through the automatic doors, "Are you ready ?"

"I wanna go home." Camila whined, knowing this mall trip would be unnecessarily long. Lauren being Lauren, ignored her friend's whines.

"This is what people who wear feminine clothing love ! The two best words in the world !"

Camila scratched her chin boredly, "Free food ?"

"Wait what ? No, the other best two words."

"Good head ?"

The older Cuban slapped the girl's shoulder, a scowl on her face, "Eww no Camz. Dress shopping. Are you ready to get a good dress for your date ?!"

"I want to go back to playing my video games. I was finally winning for once-"

Once again ignoring her friend, Lauren put her hand up between the two, "Shush, I don't care. Dress shopping. Now. Let's go Camz."

Camila groaned expected as Lauren pulled the girl by the arm. It was going to be a long evening for the two.

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"Bro eww, that thing looks like a funeral dress. Put it away," The Cuban girl playfully hissed at her younger friend's choice of dresses. Camila rolled her eyes and roughly threw the dress back on the hanger. At the random aggression, the older Hispanic girl flinched, putting her hand on her chest, "Alright, well dang. Where did this attitude come from ?"

Camila huffed in annoyance, "I don't want to be dress shopping with you. I don't even want to be dress shopping at all. This is stupid, we're looking for a dress for Cierra's party. I don't even like that bitch !"

"Ouch, that was mean Cammie." The tattooed girl's voice came up behind the pair, scaring Camila half to death. Now the brunette was the one holding her chest in shock.

"First of all, don't ever sneak up on me like that ever again. Of course you come up when the conversation is about your little girlfriend."

Kehlani smiled and wrapped her best friend into a hug, "Of course I come up when you're talked about babe."

"You two are going to make me sick," Lauren's face curved into a disgusted form, "Anyways, thanks for the last minute help Lani. You know how this one is."

The Cuban-Mexican rose an eyebrow, "Wait a minute, all of a sudden I've become this one ?"

"You've always been that one. Come on, I need to finish my IB work, so don't take forever on me Cammie." Kehlani laced the mixed Latina's fingers into her own and raced out of the store. Now dress shopping was going to be done right.

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Camila sighed in annoyance as she stepped out of the dressing room for the fourth time. There outside sat Kehlani and Lauren, waiting for the results of each dress. Once she was spotted and examined, both girls shook their heads.

Kehlani made a no sign with her hands, "Too childish, it's not for you."

The Cuban-Mexican girl turned back into the dressing room and shook off the dress. Although she didn't care much for dresses, she did agree with her best friend. That orange dress looked like something Sof used to wear.

Slipping into another dress, the youngest girl stepped out of the dressing room and folded her arms. This one was a little too tight for her liking.

The tattooed girl smiled, "I like that one."

"Eww, what ? No, what the hell," The green eyed girl scowled, "That's too hoe-ish, take it off. I don't need Dinah getting all touchy touchy."

Camila threw up a thumbs up, "Don't have to tell me twice." The girl went back into the dressing room. She truly despised dress shopping. What in the world was so amusing about getting out of her comfy clothes to get into more clothes ?

The brunette stepped out of the dressing room, earning noises of disapproval from both girls. Lauren furrowed both her brows, "Eww no, that is not for you. You look like an old woman."

"You look like Betty White." The mixed girl commented, earning a laugh from the green eyed Cuban.

Camila faked laughed before flipping the two the bird, "I wasn't dragged out of my video game session to be disrespected. I'm going home."

The younger girl turned back into the room and shut the door. Feeling bad for her friend, Kehlani walked over towards the door, knocking softly, "I said go away. Once I get out of this dress, I'm going home."

"Come on, don't be difficult," With no response, Kehlani sighed, "Look, give me five minutes and I promise you I'll find you a good dress, okay ?"

There was a slight pause, before in her small voice, Camila replied, "You have three minutes."

"That's all I need princess." The tattooed girl smiled before rushing out of the dressing room. She had seen this one dress earlier but didn't speak upon it. It was completely out of Camila's price range but she just was dying to see her in it. The mixed girl knew it would be perfect for her best friend.

At that she sprinted back, the girl knew when Camila meant three minutes, she meant three minutes. Out of breath, Kehlani bent over outside of the dressing room, trying to regain her breath.

"You had twenty seconds left." Lauren noted as she carelessly scrolled through her phone.

The mixed girl mimicked what Lauren had stated only to hit her upside the shoulder. Kehlani turned back towards the door, "He-here's a good o-one."

Sheepishly reaching from the crack of her dressing room door, Camila took the item aimlessly and brought it in. As she pulled it in and laid eyes upon it, the mixed Latina could've sworn she that the angels were singing. It felt so soft and smooth. So elegant and so sexy. But best of all, it was so Camila. The girl couldn't help but smile.

As she finally opened the dressing room door both Lauren and Kehlani's lit up. Kehlani's jaw dropped as Lauren began her fangirling process.

Hoping up from her chair, the Cuban girl cupped her best friend's hands, "Camz, you look amazing. Twirl for me mama !"

Shyly, Camila twirled earning a whistle from her ridiculous best friend. Over Lauren's shoulder, Camila could see Kehlani with a face eating grin upon her face, "That is the perfect dress."

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After many pleads and whines of Camila trying to get Kehlani to put her wallet away, the mixed girl succeeded and paid for the beautiful dress. The Cuban pair said their goodbyes to their tattooed friend as they paced towards Lauren's car. The day had faded into night and the girls were ready to go home.

"So bitch," Lauren began, putting her arm around her best friend's shoulder as they walked down the parking lot, "We need to have the talk."

"Storks don't deliver babies. Mommy and Daddy need alone time. Penises look like veiny arms. I know where babies come from." Camila stated easily as she put her hands in the holes of her sweater.

Lauren craned her neck back, "What the- no stupid. I mean your date."

"What about Dinah ?" She questioned as she they both entered the vehicle.

"This Dinah-Jane girly. She's not the- umm- how do I put this ?"

"The nicest, tight eyed, cocky kinda girl ?" Camila joked, earning a laugh from her best friend.

The green eyed girl pulled out of the parking lot and drove down the road, towards the highway, "Me being me, I've gathered some tea about this girl. She isn't a hoe, but she's not a nice person. This girl is a complete flirt and if she's playing with you Camila, I will rip out her ovaries."

"How graphic."

"I'm being realistic."

The entire ride Lauren continued to talk about the things Dinah did that could lead onto her best friend. Camila just huffed and tried to ignore her, but a little thought in the back of her mind told her to listen intently.

Turning right into their apartment complex, Lauren sighed, "I don't know how you twos relationship is but please be careful Camz. I love you too much to see you hurt mija."

"Thank you Lauren, I'll take care of everything."

The older girl parked the car and looked at her best friend, "If anything were to happen, you'd tell me right ? I already know she took your first kiss and if she does anymore I swear to the man we call God-"

Camila chuckled and nodded her head, "I promise Lauren."

The older girl smiled and pulled her best friend in for a hug. Even with her annoying best friend outside, Lauren was a complete softie for all her friends. She cared about them deeply.

The two girls went their separate ways to their homes. As Camila shimmied her key into the lock and pushed the door open, she could see Sofia and her mother snoring on the couch together with a repetitive Disney menu on the screen. The Cuban-Mexican grinned and kissed both of their foreheads goodnight.

Shaking herself from her outside clothes, Camila slipped into her camisole and cupcake pajama pants. The girl sighed in exhaustion as she finally was able to lay in her bed. Almost on contact, the girl was asleep with nothing more but Lauren's talk on her brain.

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Feeling her body being shaken, Camila grumbled and shook her head. It was not time for her to get up. Her mind was telling her no and her body was definitely giving her a hell no. With the constant shaking, a small voice spoke to her, "Hey. Hey get up."

"Five more minutes." The girl mumbled as she brought her purple covers higher up her face. No, she refused to wake up. She was deep in this sleeping zone and nothing was going to take her out of it.

The feeling of fingers around her eye made the girl tense up. There, she felt two fingers pry on of her eyes open. In complete reaction, the Cuban-Mexican girl flung her hand up. Sharp contact was made as her open palm smacked right into the person's cheek. Their body flew directly towards the floor with a thud.

Camila rubbed her eye and looked down at Dinah's hurt body. Huffing, the girl turned over and snuggled back into her covers. Shoot, she needed her sleep. What was this rich girl going to do, sue her ?

At the logical thought, Camila's eyes flew open as she leapt out of her bed, "Oh Jesus what have I done ?!"

On her carpet laid Dinah, her eyes shut and all. The Latina bit her lip, "Oh God I really have done it now."

"Coño no tengo dinero por un funerario. Dios mio no me diga que se murió," Camila shook the girl rather roughly, "Dinah please don't be dead."

"I nearly did die with that slap. For the love of God, I just wanted to wake you up, not attack you." The Polynesian girl sat up rubbing her cheek.

Camila sighed and brought the girl into a tight hug, "Oh my God, I thought I killed you. Please don't die on me."

"I don't plan on it Angel Eyes," Dinah smiled her dimpled smile, "Now before I was slapped, I wanted to know if you wanted to go out for breakfast with me ?"

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As the two breakfast plates were placed in front of the girls, Dinah began her conversation, "So, how has my favorite girl been ?"

"I don't know, I don't talk to Cierra so I wouldn't know." Camila teased.

"She's doesn't even deserve the title to be my girl. I mean you Angel Eyes, I wanna know how you've been." Dinah cut a piece of her hash browns and brought it up to her lips.

"I've been decent I guess. Just hanging in there one day at a time." The Cuban girl took a bite of her eggs.

"It'll all turn around. I promise." Dinah bit into her toast and smile a toothless smile making Camila laugh. After weeks of getting closer and closer to Dinah, she realized that this girl was actually pretty cool. As much as she wanted to deny it, she had grew a little bit of feelings for the dorky soccer player.

Camila drank her orange juice, "And how about you superstar ? Winning games, I'm guessing ?"

"Girl I am demolishing these year ! I honestly think, we could make it to states this year. You should come to one of the games, be my good luck charm. You can wear my jersey and everything." There was a small hint of flirting the girl's turn that made a small blush creep onto Camila's face.

The mixed Latina smiled, "Maybe I should. Just let me save up some money."

"It's only $3 a game. With that big wad of cash that big guy gave you this morning, I think you can make it to one game."

Instantly, the mixed Latina's face lifted up from her pancakes, "What ? Dwayne came this morning ??"

"Well yeah. I was knocking on the door and when no one answered, I assumed you were all gone. So when I turned around, ready to leave, I ran smack into him, making him drop his envelope of money. Sheesh Angel Eyes, what are you doing on the side ?" The Polynesian girl joked, only making Camila become nervous.

Camila avoided the girl's eye contact, "Nothing, It's nothing special."

"That cash can't be nothing, bro that stash was thicker than me-"

"It's nothing special Dinah." Camila's voice sharpened, making Dinah's breath hitch. The older girl never got so hostile with her, well not in a while since they've become friends anyway. It made Dinah's heart break a bit to see the distant look in the Latina's eyes. After raising her voice, Camila wouldn't even look the caramel girl in the eyes.

Instinctively, Dinah put her hand over top of Camila's and looked her sincerely in the eye, "Look I'm sorry. If this is something personal then I'll stay out of it. But if you ever need to let it out, I'm here for you babygirl, okay ?"

Softly, she nodded making Dinah smile widely before reaching over the table and giving her a sweet peck on the lips. The Polynesian girl licked her lips and chuckled, "Wow, your red velvet pancakes really do taste like red velvet. Kudos to you IHOP."

Camila tried to respond but only bust out into a giggling fit, her face nearly as red as her pancakes. Dinah wasn't so bad after all.