A/N: We Need More Carmille, WE NEED IT! BLUAAAAAH!
"I like it," she complimented her friend as she stared at herself in the mirror. The bouncy curls were straightened into long, brown locks falling to her mid back. It would take a while for people to get used to the new hairstyle, but it would come around eventually. Jo smiled as Camille ran her fingers though her now smooth, brown hair. Jo turned off the straightener and placed it on the wooden desk Camille leaned on as she admired the handy work.
"I think it's way better this way." the brunette noted, still running her fingers though her locks. The blonde nodded, she herself wasn't going to do anything to change her look. She, and everyone else around her, though her soft, dirty blonde curls were best on her. Camille stood up, wiped any remains of dust off her shirt. She gave Jo a hug, smiling gratefully.
"Why did you want it straight anyways?" Jo asked her friend curiously as they left 4J.
Camille shrugged, "I just wanted to change my looks," Jo hummed understandingly. She pushed the button on the elevator, waiting for the doors to open. Besides just wanting to change her looks, there happened to be a girl she was playing in a movie, a girl with straight red hair. The make up people wanted to give her a wig at first, but the she decided she would just dye her hair red and straighten it herself.
Since the first time her father told her she might have to go back to Connecticut if she didn't get a roll, she got more serious. Then came the roll in Spy High, she found it an amazing experience. Then followed more rolls as she became more serious about her talent and her career. And it proved to be working out quite well.
Meanwhile, the two girls were walking outside alongside the Palmwoods pool, "You want me to help you with the new script you got?" Jo didn't have that much to do anyways, Kendall was in the studio, her dad was visiting family in North-Carolina and she was pretty much alone for the rest of the week. And it was only Wednesday.
That poor girl.
"No that's okay, Jo." she smiled kindly, appreciating Jo offering her help. She was a friend after all, and probably bored as hell.
"I already got someone to help me." she admitted as they headed towards Palmwoods park.
Jo furrowed her brows, "Who?"
Camille brushed a strand of hair out of her face, tugged it behind her ear, and smiled, "Carlos."