The problem began when the raven-haired girl opened her eyes and saw not the familiar ceiling of her teenage bedroom, but a strange room that made no sense to her whatsoever. Heart pounding she sat up in bed and was startled by what she saw. Clothing strewn everywhere wasn't unusual but there was no way those shorts on the ground fit her. They were too wide! And whose bra was that?!
Cami had gotten to second base with Aloue but there was no way her best friend was that busty. And they hadn't had a sleepover last night so...where was she? What was happening?
Hyperventilating the fourteen year old found through almost hilarious accident the smart phone, placing her hand on top of it in bed so that the screen illuminated. And it was only because her fingerprint matched the one in the system (not that she understood that bit of technology) that it opened in the first place!
It took a few prods to the screen to pull up the phone and it was the contact labelled 'Mama' that had her not even paying attention to the number that showed up when she hit 'Call'. Nor did she pay much attention to the fact that the voice on the other end was not that of Vanessa Ryland and she was speaking in English.
Letting go in a flurry of Creole mixed with Spanish the emotional girl spoke about how she was in a strange house, she didn't know where she was, and she was so sorry but could Maman please come get her now?!
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