The Lost Chance

The Dancer and the Ghost

   Camila couldn't sleep well that night. She just got to know Fabian, but for some reason she felt like she has known him all her life. The thought of him being claimed by the devil made her feel uneasy, he seemed like a nice and caring boy, why would the devil want him? 

   In the morning she got up out of bed and started getting ready to go to dance practice. As she was putting on her makeup Fabian commented: "You put a lot of makeup on."

   Camila replied: "You never know if they will film you today or not. Plus what if I meet my soulmate today? I should look beautiful."

   Fabian laughed: "Girls and their silly minds. I personally think that if he is your soulmate he should love you more without makeup on."

   Camila smiled: "Well I wish all boys were like you, but sadly that's not true. We live in a judgmental world, everything we do is judged, the way we look like is judged, what we study is judged. It's all judgements after judgments after judgements."

   Fabian smirked: "There are still some people who don't judge."

   Camila grinned: "I would like to think that. But people judge, it's normal. It's human nature."

   Then Camila held her red lipstick to put on, seeing the red lipstick automatically made Fabian tear up. Camila saw that and asked: "Are you okay?"

   Fabian noticed that he was crying, so he whipped his tears away and turned around. "I am fine." He replied.

   Camila sighed as she walked across the room to face him: "There is nothing wrong with crying, it's a way for our souls to feel better."

   Fabian turned back around facing the other way again. That made Camila sigh again and walk across the room again: "You said that you don't judge beauty, I don't either, so you don't have to feel the urge to turn around and cry, it's fine. If you were human I would even hug you to make you feel better. There is nothing wrong in feeling your emotions. Plus I have ten minutes to get ready and you're making me move around the room, so just tell me what's going on."

   Hearing her words Fabian felt safe, this was the first time someone said those words to him. He felt like someone cared about his feelings, for the first time ever. He turned again and faced Camila who was standing at the edge of her bed to look at him.

   He gestured for her to stand in front of the mirror again and she did. "My sister used to love wearing red lipstick. My mom would shout at her whenever she'd invade my mom's makeup box to get it." He explained.

   "Well your sister seems like she understands makeup. I personally love red lipstick because it would match my hair, pink is also nice, but red helps you stand out better. Not that I love attention, but as a dancer standing out helps you get picked for more dances." Camila commented.

   Camila's words made Fabian smile, it was like her words touched him in ways he couldn't explain. She always knew what to say to him, he noticed that because whenever she'd talk to her imaginary friends she'd say something serious then add a little humor to lighten up the mood.

   Seeing Fabian smile made Camila say: "That's nice, smiling makes your face look cute, it's like your smile can melt people's hearts. It's adorable." 

   Fabian laughed at Camila's face as she said 'Adorable', because she made her hands into a fist and used them to squish her face from the sides, making an angle with her hands and a cute face.

   "Are you always this positive?" Fabian asked.

   "Not really, but I live by a motto, if you don't laugh you cry, and I would personally love to laugh. But sometimes we have to cry to empty the negativity out of us. You know, like how we bleed whenever we get hurt, but after the bleeding comes the healing, and after the healing comes the scar, for our minds a scar is our memories of the incident." Camila explained as she finished her makeup.