The Sorority Murders

Chapter 47

Camila's POV

I drew in a breath as my hand slowly inched closer to the door. I heard voices on the other side of the door that stopped my hand in its process of knocking.

"But maybe we were a little hard on her I mean she's just a kid. She's still finding her way," mom said.

"Finding her way?! And that is sleeping with girls? No way. I didn't raise an abomination of a daughter. I would have preferred if she was with a drug dealer. At least then he would have been the opposite sex," dad raised his voice. "Camila is a disappointment to our family. She has tarnished our good name with her despicable acts. Who knows what else she has done with those females."

In that instant, all my previously acquired confidence left my body and was replaced with tears.

I bit my lip as I slowly left the hotel. I barely made it into my car before the water works came. I didn't bother trying to fight the tears. I just placed my head on the steering wheel and sobbed, letting out all my anger. All my pain. All my sorrow. All my everything.

Lauren's POV

I went to my room and collapsed on the bed and closed my eyes. All this Camren drama, as Dinah and Mani calls us, is tiring me out.

A soft thud landed beside me but I kept my eyes closed. "Yes?"

"Wear this," Dinah said, referring to my body suit I had bought a few days earlier with her.

"I can't I'm tired." "Ugh!" She groaned plopping herself down on my bed. "Please," she leaned in my face so close that I could smell her cherry lipgloss.

I opened my eyes to see the desperation in her eyes. "Fine," I agreed and got up to go shower.

~Meanwhile at Delta House

Third Person POV

"Has anyone seen my heels?" Mona asked, smoothening out her maid dress.

"I'm really surprised that I'm the only one not dressing like a slut. No offense," Hanna said, putting in her earrings.

"Um offense taken. We're not dressed like sluts. It's just that we're going by the rule, less is more," Emily smirked. "Besides Ali is dressed pretty modest."

"What about Ali?" Alison entered the room with her four besties. "You and Hanna are the only ones not dressed skimpy," Aria commented, adding her lipstick.

Ali chuckled and shook her head.

Cece's POV

I finished getting my outfit together when Blake stepped into my room. "How do I look?"

"Whoa. Hot mama!" I whistled. "You don't think it's too much?" "Oh it's definitely too much but that's a good thing." She laughed. "I love your coustume. Can you take my temperature?" She stuck out her tongue playfully.

"Sure," I held out the thermometer. "Your temp is 120 degrees you are burning up."

We both broke out into a fit of laughter. "Are you guys ready?" Spencer asked. We stopped laughing and turned our attention to her. "Who are you supposed to be?" Blake asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" She did a mini spin. "Uh-uh," we shook our heads. "I'm Elizabeth Taylor," she said. "Oh," we said in unison.

"Let's go," Spencer grabbed her phone and we walked to the gymnasium. Monsters by China Anne Mc Clain was blasting from the speakers.