rosemary | i. madrigal

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WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY?

should i just walk past like seeing her at 2 am outside is nothing out of the ordinary? no, that will make me look weird. should  i just say hey? no, that makes me look even weirder.

you know, what? fuck it. i'll just say whatever i want to say.

i slowly get out of my hiding spot, preparing myself for the embarrassment i'm going to face.

"hey." fuck. why did i say hey?

she quickly turned around, an irregular amount of petals was produced, and different colored flowers sprouted from her head.

"don't worry, i'm not gonna snitch." i raised up my hands in defense.

this is so not me. why am i acting like this?

bury me six feet underground.

an awkward, painfully obvious, fake smile slowly formed on her face.

there she goes again, with her insincere smile. it's even more painful now.

"your genuine smile looks better." i mumbled as i picked a branch of the shrub beneath me, avoiding her eyes.

if i'm gonna be inevitably embarassing, why not play it off?

"what?" her voice was a mix of confusion and...anger?

so, she heard me, huh?

"i meant, you're not being yourself." i placed the flower in her hair. "so, show me something real, rosemary."

with her face contorted to an annoyed expression, she flicked her wrist towards my face.

different colors of flowers filled my vision.

she...threw flowers at me?

i bursted out laughing. it's not that funny but...isabela madrigal? the golden child? the girl with a graceful and kind facade?

i subconsciously grabbed a fistful of petals and threw it at her face.

i threw a fistful of petals at her face?!

she was fuming by now.

"i got carried away—" my sentence was interrupted when she threw an even bigger amount of flowers at me.

my eyes widened, looking at her with utter surprise.

a contended smirk made its way to her face before she replied. "what? can't handle the petals?"

"now, that's a reaction, rosemary. i didn't know you had that in you." i said, going closer to her face to examine her reaction.

that was until she threw another batch of petals at me.

i wasn't going to lose. i decided to compile as much petals as possible, throwing it all to isabela.

we chased each other around, throwing petals of flowers here and there.

is this called...a petal fight?

anyways, after this encounter, one thing was proven. isabela madrigal is not so bad after all.

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hey!

i'm so sorry that this chapter took so long ! i thought about how isabela would probably react to this situation. i'm not sure if she's acting like her canon self so pls inform me if she's acting ooc.

anyways, i have decided that i will do another version of this chapter in isa's pov. 

oh, and i would appreciate it if u guys visit my camilo book if u have the time.

to end this note, i want to thank all of u for ur support. i appreciate it sm. <333

i hope u enjoy this story !!