Opposites? // Camren fanfic

Ch 1. "I'm sorry?"

No one's POV

Camila, a beautiful young woman, walked through the busy streets of New York; cars racing past, people talking loudly, crowded places and the endless seeming streets. To most people the life in this city seemed crazy, but Camila enjoyed every single bit of it.

She herself wasn't as crazy, to most she came of as shy. Camila knew she was rather quiet and awkward in certain situations, but she knew what she wanted and she wouldn't hesitate to let others know if that was necessary.

Camila wandered around, looking up at the bright blue sky for a moment.

"Watch the fuck out!" A fierce woman spit as Camila was awakened from her daydream.

The girl looked down at the floor and saw the many papers spread across the concrete sidewalk.

"I'm sorry..." She apologized while she bent down and collected all the pieces of paperwork. Camila stood up before meeting an unfamiliar green-eyed woman's gaze.

The woman was slightly taller than her, wearing high heels, a short black skirt and a white blouse topped off with some gold jewelry. Her dark, wavy locks of hair fell perfectly over her shoulders and her lips were colored a bright shade of red.

The woman's fingers stroked Camila's hand as she grabbed the paperwork from the girl's grip.

"I-" Camila started before she got interrupted by her phone's ringtone.

"There's something wrong with your phone" the green-eyed woman spoke up.

"It's littarly perfectly fine, unlike your attitude." Camila responded, totally not amused by the woman's tone.

"It's not, it doesn't have my number in it." The woman said while a smirk creeped onto her lips.

"Smooth, but it's a no for me..." Camila responded while she made an attempt at walking away from her current position, being stopped by a grip on her arm.

"Didn't I just tell you no?" Camila responded to the taller girl's action.

"Getting defensive?" Lauren said cockily.

"Yes, I don't let people talk to me like that. So save us both some time and let go of me." The brown-eyed girl spit back.

"The more you insult me, the hotter you become to me." The woman said in awe.

"And you keep getting more annoying with the second, so I'm advising you to let me go right now." Camila said, the anger in her voice becoming more clear with every word.

"Make me."

"I will call the police for harrasement." Camila responded.

"Oooh don't bother, the police won't do shit about me..." the mysterious woman answered. "But fine, just know that this defenintly won't be the last time you'll be seeing me." She said as she let the other girl go.

Camila glanced at the woman one more time before walking away in the opposite direction. What the fuck was wrong with that woman. She was attractive, sure, but her attitude...

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Camila entered her apartment and and let herself fall onto the sofa located in the middle of her living room. It annoyed her that she still couldn't stop thinking about the green-eyed woman who she ran into earlier that day. She absolutely hated her, but for some reason the woman was also charming in a way.

Camila also couldn't quite place what the woman had meant with "just know that this defenintly won't be the last time you'll be seeing me." I mean... she knew nothing about Camila, not even her name. Besides, New York is a huge city with loads of people. It'd be impossible to search for one particular person. Especially when that person will do anything to avoid you...