“Do you think Maia will be there to

“Do you think Maia will be there today?” Camila asked, hurrying to catch up with Lauren as they made their way towards the front of the school building. It was now the first week of February, and things had been running pretty smoothly for them.

With the exception of Camila and Maia’s growing friendship.

“She’s always there,” Lauren shrugged. She couldn’t help but be jealous. Lauren was well aware that she couldn’t have Camila all to herself. But she was also scared that Camila could easily replace her.

“Oh,” Camila giggled, finding Lauren’s hand and kicking a pebble as they walked. “I like her. She is funny.”

“I know. You told me already,” Lauren mumbled, pushing through the large doors of the building. Camila grew confused at her abrupt change in mood, but quickly scrambled to follow her into the classroom.

“Hey, Camila!” one of the boys waved to her. Camila smiled and padded over to him, bumping her fist and making an exploding noise. In the classes she had been present in, she’d somehow managed to make friends with almost every student in the room. Lauren watched bitterly for a few moments.

In some ways, the green eyed girl was proud of Camila was branching out. And granted, she should be happy that Camila was making progress. But with her progress came Lauren’s worry. She wished it was easier for her to protect Camila. But now, the smaller girl needed her freedom.

Camila greeted a group of students before quickly scanning the room and hurrying back to Lauren’s side.

“What are you painting?” Camila asked, pulling a stool up next to Lauren. The green eyed girl was staring absentmindedly at a blank canvas.

“I don’t know yet,” Lauren shrugged, looking down at the palette of paints in her hand. “What should I paint?”

“Hmm,” Camila leaned forward and rested her chin on Lauren’s shoulder so she could study the canvas up close. “Paint a tiger.”

“A tiger?” Lauren raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know how…”

“You can do it,” Camila smiled and kissed Lauren’s cheek. Lauren sighed and shook her head.

“Only for you,” she whispered softly, knowing she couldn’t resist the smaller girl. Camila clasped her hands together and smiled widely.

“I love you,” she hummed, leaning in and kissing Lauren’s cheek before disappearing across the room. Lauren bit her lip, looking down at her paints and then up at the canvas.

Meanwhile, Camila smiled happily as she made her way over to Maia’s table. The girl seemed focused on something, so Camila quietly pulled up a stool next to her. She watched for a minute or two, tugging at the signature beanie on her head.

“Mila, look,” Toby took a large lump of clay, holding it above his head and letting it fall down to the table. It landed with a plop, flattening out slightly. Camila jumped, but laughed once she realized it wasn’t harmful.

“Wanna try?” Toby tore off a small chunk of clay. Camila nodded as he rolled the material across the table, but Maia reached out to stop him before Camila could get her hands on it.

“Let’s not make a huge mess. You already make enough for all of us,” she laughed, setting down her paintbrush and motioning to the excess clay covering his clothing. Camila furrowed her eyebrows.

“But I want to try,” she said quietly, pointing to the clay and then looking at Maia hopefully. The other girl thought for a moment before standing up, signaling for Camila to wait before disappearing in the back of the room.

“I do not understand,” Camila turned back to Toby, who chuckled to himself.

“Neither do I,” he laughed, rolling the clay between his hands and shaping it with some sort of wooden tool. “She’s crazy.”

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

"Bạn có nghĩ Maia sẽ có ngày hôm nay?" Camila hỏi, hurrying để bắt kịp với Lauren như họ thực hiện theo cách của họ hướng về phía trước xây dựng trường học. Đó là bây giờ trong tuần đầu tiên của tháng, và những điều đã chạy khá thuận lợi cho họ.Ngoại trừ Camila và của Maia phát triển tình bạn."Cô ấy luôn luôn ở đó," Lauren shrugged. Cô không thể giúp đỡ, nhưng được ghen tuông. Lauren đã nhận thức rõ rằng cô không phải Camila tất cả chính mình. Nhưng cô ta cũng sợ rằng Camila có thể dễ dàng thay thế của mình."Oh," Camila cười khúc khích, việc tìm kiếm của Lauren tay và đá sỏi một khi họ đi. "Tôi thích cô ấy. Nó là buồn cười.""Tôi biết. Bạn nói với tôi đã,"Lauren mumbled, đẩy qua cửa lớn của tòa nhà. Camila đã tăng trưởng bối rối của cô thay đổi đột ngột trong tâm trạng, nhưng nhanh chóng scrambled để làm theo cô vào lớp học."Hey, Camila!" một trong những chàng trai vẫy với cô ấy. Camila cười và đệm hơn để anh ta, chạm nắm tay của mình và làm cho một tiếng ồn bùng nổ. Trong các lớp học cô đã hiện diện trong, cô đã bằng cách nào đó quản lý để làm cho bạn bè với hầu như tất cả học sinh trong phòng. Lauren dõi cay đắng cho một vài phút.Trong một số cách, cô gái màu xanh lá cây mắt được tự hào về Camila phân nhánh. Và cấp, cô nên hài lòng rằng Edna đã làm cho sự tiến bộ. Nhưng với sự tiến bộ của mình đến của Lauren lo lắng. Cô muốn nó dễ dàng hơn cho cô ấy để bảo vệ Camila. Nhưng bây giờ, các cô gái nhỏ cần sự tự do của mình.Camila greeted a group of students before quickly scanning the room and hurrying back to Lauren’s side.“What are you painting?” Camila asked, pulling a stool up next to Lauren. The green eyed girl was staring absentmindedly at a blank canvas.“I don’t know yet,” Lauren shrugged, looking down at the palette of paints in her hand. “What should I paint?”“Hmm,” Camila leaned forward and rested her chin on Lauren’s shoulder so she could study the canvas up close. “Paint a tiger.”“A tiger?” Lauren raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know how…”“You can do it,” Camila smiled and kissed Lauren’s cheek. Lauren sighed and shook her head.“Only for you,” she whispered softly, knowing she couldn’t resist the smaller girl. Camila clasped her hands together and smiled widely.“I love you,” she hummed, leaning in and kissing Lauren’s cheek before disappearing across the room. Lauren bit her lip, looking down at her paints and then up at the canvas.Meanwhile, Camila smiled happily as she made her way over to Maia’s table. The girl seemed focused on something, so Camila quietly pulled up a stool next to her. She watched for a minute or two, tugging at the signature beanie on her head.“Mila, look,” Toby took a large lump of clay, holding it above his head and letting it fall down to the table. It landed with a plop, flattening out slightly. Camila jumped, but laughed once she realized it wasn’t harmful.“Wanna try?” Toby tore off a small chunk of clay. Camila nodded as he rolled the material across the table, but Maia reached out to stop him before Camila could get her hands on it.“Let’s not make a huge mess. You already make enough for all of us,” she laughed, setting down her paintbrush and motioning to the excess clay covering his clothing. Camila furrowed her eyebrows.“But I want to try,” she said quietly, pointing to the clay and then looking at Maia hopefully. The other girl thought for a moment before standing up, signaling for Camila to wait before disappearing in the back of the room.“I do not understand,” Camila turned back to Toby, who chuckled to himself.“Neither do I,” he laughed, rolling the clay between his hands and shaping it with some sort of wooden tool. “She’s crazy.”