September 12, 2017 - Midday
Law School, University of Lisbon - Portugal

Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care

In another life, I surely was there

Me, I wasn't taught to share, but care

I care, I care...

There she was, Camila, listening to Kendrick's latest album standing next to her car's trunk which was open. She had a Land Rover Evoque white with some black details.
Camila was parked at the University's parking lot.

"Damn! This is such an awesome album. Let me turn the volume down to call Jorge who's already late. Pick up litte man, pick up."

Jorge was her friend who was already attending that same University, and she was counting on him to show her where everything was and how things worked over there.

"Pick up, man! Come on." She said while leaning over her car's trunk visibly searching for some papers. In the meantime she was also singing Kendrick's latest songs, landing her cellphone in the luggage compartment still ringing, calling Jorge, on speaker mode now.

"So you like Kendrick Lamar... I can't say it's a surprised."

Camila P.O.V

I know this voice... but it can't be it. No way.

"I do like Kendrick... at least this new album, that's all i've ever heard from him." Immediately turning around.
"What?" Raising her eyebrow.

"I guess you weren't expecting me..."
"No I wasn't Lauren."

"Well, seems like you're in my University today."
"No today. I'm here to stay."

"You are?"
"Yes..." not finishing her sentence because she forgot she was still calling Jorge who had promised her to be there around midday and was late but the call went directly to voicemail. "Jorgito my friend, I mean you're late... you're killing me here, my first day and no one to show me the University around? Call me back! I'm at the parking lot."

"Seems like your friend isn't showing any time soon..." Lauren smiled.
"What do you want?" Camila was not happy. No really.

"What do you mean Camila?"
"What do I mean? Really?" Closing her car's trunk. "I mean what are you even doing here?"

"I attend this exact university Camila."
"No."
"Yes, I do."
"That's not what I meant. And you know it." Camila was being very harsh from the very beginning.

"I... I was walking by when I heard a familiar voice, then I looked and it seemed like it was you and since we haven't.."
"...seen each other in years, you decided to approach."

"That's exacty what happened."
"Ok. Show's over."

"Excuse me?" Lauren was confused.
"Lauren, we have a past, right?
"We do?"

"Oh fuck Lauren! Come on! Not today. You said hi, I'm saying hi now but we don't have anything else to talk about. So... have a nice day but bye."

"Hey, easy. Slow down. i was just happy to see you after so many years without speaking to each other."

"Are you kidding me? And why did we not speak in these past years, Lauren?"

"I can't quite..."
"...remember?"
"Remember my last text message?"

"I do..."
"Great! Now do you remember your reply?"

Suddenly an embarrassing deafening silence... With Lauren leaning her head towards the ground, noticeably ashamed.

"There you go. Looks like you do recall after all. I guess we're done here." Camila eventually said, turning her back to Lauren and getting into the car.

CAMILA'S P.O.V
I can't believe this is happening. But I will not fucking let this ruin my first day here. I'm not even in the mood for Kendrick anymore, let me change the tune into something calmer, I need to relax.

"And where the fuck is Jorge?"
Immediately calling him again. "Pick up!"

Suddenly the passenger's door opens, Camila looks over and Lauren's already sitting right next to her.

"Camila. I know you have lots of reasons to feel that way about me but listen I'd like to talk to you."

(If you've got someone you like...)

Don't you love when I come around

(...feel something that's right somebody just tell somebody)

Build you up then I take you down

"What song is this?"
"Does that even matter? How do you dare to get in my car? I have nothing to talk to you. Please don't ruin my day. I'm being polite here. And I'm expecting my friend."

"Ok. I get your point. And I respect you don't want to talk to me but at least let me show you how things work around here, I understand it is your first day here, right? It isn't mine, so..."

"My friend is coming." Camila interrupted.
"Jorge, right?"
"Yes..."

"Let's do something, call him again. I promise I won't push if he does pick up the phone."
"I won't go with you anywhere."

"For old times' sake? I wasn't always bad, you know that." Lauren seemed sincere.
"ARGH! OK, OK."

CAMILA'S P.O.V
You better pick up Jorge, I am begging you.

Jorge did not pick up.
"Well... what do you say, Camila?"
"Ok, ok. But that's it. I have no classes yet to attend so I would just like to understand how things work out here." Camila looked resigned.

"A tour. I can do that." Once again Lauren sounded heartfelt. "So you agree to go with me?"

"yes. I said yes. But that's it. Please. I have no intentions on any other conversation, any other bonding than this tour, then please do me a favor, let's pretend this never happened, that we never saw each other. That we still haven't talked in 7 years, ok?"

"7 years already? Wow, and you counted them all..."
"Lauren..."
"Ok, ok. I just didn't quite know how much I hurt you I guess..."
"Lauren.. stop or I refuse the tour."

"you're right. Now it's not the time.
"Not now nor never." Camila said, to which Lauren nodded, whilst Camila turned her radio off, closing the windows and taking everything she needed inside her car.

And so they both went on their tour...

Footnotes:
I am not an English native speaker so pardon my grammar errors, there may also be some typing errors since I have not double checked the text and won't before publishing in order to keep updating the story and not getting bored with so much work like I used to do with my previous fictions. BUT if you do find any major error PLEASE DO let me know.

Second song featured on this chapter is Daniel Caesar's - Get You.