Invisible string

First meeting are never good

Being a Cabello is never easy, that's why I go by the name Camila Mikaelson in the public eye. People can't know who I am, or where I belong to. So, for them I'm just a basic 21 year old, but nothing about me or my life is simple.

My life just revolves around pretending to be a normal college girl in the morning to supervising dangerous shipments with my family at night. But I love control and I love what I do, to the extent that I don't have to hurt an innocent soul.

My family has been in this system for decades and they've never hurt a single innocent soul. I've always been a daddy's girl, even though I'm really close to my mother, my father is my everything, my rock, my shield, my hero. The bond we have with each other is pure and honest and we'd not think twice before risking our lives for each other.

Sometimes, though it feels like life would have been sweet if the circumstances would've been anything like normal. I would've been free to do whatever life had to offer me without thinking ferociously about every little thing there was.

So, to say life was okay was never okay but it was something much exciting yet dangerous. Everyday went like the same, early morning trainings, college and shipments. The nicest days were the ones spent with family, and talking with Taylor and Dua which were sort of my only two friends.

So, as of right now we were walking down the halls when dua pointed some guy out who was standing next to Niall.

"He's smoking hot guys! I'm telling it's his first day here today and Casy is already behind him, it's the fastest she's tried to peirce some new guy with her bitchy nails but I admit like he's hot hot." Dua said fanning her hands.

"Seriously, dua may I enlighten the fact that you have a boyfriend. But yeah I'm single and he's hot unfortunately doesn't looks like my type." Taylor commented.

"So what? I know I have a boyfriend but it's not like I'm sucking his face!" Dua said defensively as Taylor rolled her eyes.

"Also, you're right he's not your type he's quite egotistical if you ask me, you know what he did he shot Casy down."

"Seriously? Wow... definitely he's Mila's type then." Taylor said in disbelief.

"Shut up, okay." I replied before rolling my eyes.
"Okay chill! Let's go?" Taylor said.

"You guys go, I gotta use the restroom."

I was going to my next class, when someone knocked over me, making both of us fall. I stood up almost immediately cursing who ever the fuck this person was.

"Can't you see where you're going ass?" I said the same time he said "I'm really sorry " to me. I looked at him to see he was the same tall brunette boy Dua was pointing out.

"Whatever" I said rolling my eyes, I know these type of guys pretty well I thought.

"Ooh missy woken up on the wrong side of the bed. I said I'm sorry what do you want me to do kiss your feet."

"As if I'd let assholes like you touch me, dream on baby."

"Ooh challenge accepted, we'll see." He said chuckling.

I rolled my eyes for the tenth time before turning on my heel to head to the class, which now I'll be late to... thanks to Mr. Asstunnel.

I opened the gate of the lecture hall, noticing the asstunnel coming in my direction. I groaned.

"Why are you so late miss Mikaelson and..." Professor Morgan said looking at us.

"Shawn Levy." The brunette boy replied.

"Mr Levy I assume you're new." Professor said looking at the new boy curiously.

"Yes sir, I won't be late again." Shawn replied.

"Okay, you two can take a seat at that bench in the fourth row."

Fuck. Now I had sit near him the whole class.

After fighting for who would get the corner chair, Shawn surrendered and let me take the corner one and I grinned.

I was taking down some notes when I felt him looking at me.
"What now?" I asked in an unexpectedly calm tone.

"It's my first day here today, so I don't really know what's going on." He shrugged.

"Oh just read the first five pages of our economics book."

"Ohkay thanks." He replied.

"Ooh isn't your ego getting hurt saying thank you to me." I giggled.

"Don't start now." He said rolling his eyes.
"Don't show up, don't come out. Don't start caring about me now." I started singing dramatically.

"You are something else." He chuckled.

"Whatever Levy." I shrugged.

That day we had another class together and I don't know if I am hallucinating or something, but I swear to god I saw him stealing glances. But, the question stuck in my head is why was I looking for him.

A/N: Thought I should provide you all with Camila's background and family and fuck it was so hard to write Mikaelson instead of Cabello and Levy instead of Mendes.