+ ∁amilla ℣
- I knew you were trouble - taylor swift
+ rolling hills society
Miss Calista is hosting a party, it's the first big party since the new year so everyone will be there. Grab a sparkling dress, heels, and some arm candy and come out to the Morgan's guest house for a night that is bound to not stay drama free.
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"I swear to God if I ever see that Jane girl ever again !" Camilla shouted pushing open the doors that led into the girl's bathroom with her date, Tyler Romaine, trailing behind her. "I'm going to f-cking kick her face in." Camilla turned on her designer heels and faced her date.
Tyler came from a wealthy socialite family, just like Camilla, and he was her best friend for about seven years now. And since Camilla was 'of age' she was now allowed to be seen at parties with a date. Tyler was parent approved .. not to mention extremely attractive.
"Cami, calm down." Tyler said to her in a hush tone. He placed both of his hands on Camilla's shoulders and looked her straight in the eye. "I'm pretty sure your sister scared her off anyways."
"Ugh!" Camilla said shaking her grip from Tyler's shoulders. She crossed her arms tight across her chest and made a disgusted face. "She didn't have to do that."
"Exactly. She didn't. But she did." Tyler told her. "She could of just let you stand there in front of everyone with your pretty little mouth hanging wide open waiting for flies. But she didn't."
Camilla knitted her eyebrows together and looked down at the floor.
"Now I bet if Jane had said that about your sister you would of just laughed and agreed with her .. right?"
"No! I wouldn't of." Camilla said, trying to defend herself.
Tyler tilted his head to the side and crossed his arms over his chest showing off an 'I -don't-believe-you-look'.
"Your sister would defend you till her dying breath .. she just proved that to you." Tyler hopped onto the top of the marbel counter top of the row of sinks and leaned against the mirror. "Now the question is would you do that for her?"
"I would!" Camilla said in a slightly louder voice, angry that he would even question that.
"Really, because I'm not so sure."
Camilla gave him an icey glare and bit down on her lip.
"You've just been acting weird lately. Like you're a whole different person."
"That's not true!" Camilla stomped her foot. "I'm just under alot of pressure." Camilla ran her hand though the wave of loose curls on her head in frustration.
"Pressure? Your sister basically is getting shun by everyone she cares about over someone she has feelings for .. how do you think she feels?"
"That's her fault, she knows how things work around here. What am I supposed to do?"
"Camilla Vanderson. Your sister just defended you infront of plenty of people.That's what sister do. That's exactly what you should do in these types of situations. Defend. Each. Other."
Camilla didn't want to admit that Tyler was right. She /was/ acting like a b-tch and wasn't even trying to being a sister toward Ameila and she was now realizing it. Camilla walked over to Tyler and hopped up on to the empty spot next to him.
"I guess I am a b-tch, huh?" Camilla said in a low voice.
"Nah, you're not. But to your sister? Yes." Tyler gave her a little smile, but it seemed like he was only doing it so she wouldn't feel bad.
Camilla leaned her head on Tyler's shoulder. She didn't want to talk about it anymore. She felt bad enough. Not only did someone diss her, but she sister defended her, Tyler was putting her in place about the whole thing, and now everyone was probably tweeting about the whole thing now that both the Vanderson girls went MIA after the whole showdown.