Part 1

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The summer sun was beating on your nape, causing beads of sweat to form. You trudged your way to your hidden treasure, with your notebook in hand, ready for inspiration.

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Camilo POV

     "Welcome to our casita! As you know, today is a very special day. Dolores and Mariano's special day. Thank you all for attending." Abuela said.
I was waiting for it to start. I just couldn't believe that she was actually getting married. It's like just yesterday that she was getting her gift. Sure, I wasn't alive, but it was like just yesterday I was being told about it for the first time.
The ceremony was beautiful. But there was someone I didn't recognize in the crowd. And I knew everyone. Were they new? No. They looked a lot like people in the village. These two people I've seen around. Hm.

After the ceremony...

I saw them again. Standing in the corner, moving closer to the door each minute. I decided to walk up to them.
"Hola, señorita/señor~" I held out my hand for them to take.
They slightly squeaked. It was kinda cute.
"Would you do me the honors of-" I was interrupted.
"Camilo!"
"Yes, mamá?"
"Oh, there you are, you just disappeared on me."
"Lo siento,"(I'm sorry), "mamá."
And when I turned back, they were gone.
"They just disappeared on me too...." Oh well.

Y/N POV

Dolores' wedding. I was invited, by the bride herself.
"I know it will be hard for you, but please come. For me?"
I mean, how can one say no? So now, me and my parents are on our way over now.
It was beautiful, and quiet. Then there was a party that was slightly the opposite.
I stood in the corner while my parents socialized. I was slowly but surely making my escape. Then a boy, with curly brown hair and dark emerald eyes came up to me. Dolores' little brother. My age.
"Hola, señorita/señor~." His hand was outstretched. "Would you do me the honors of-"
"Camilo!" He was interrupted by his mother.
"Yes, mamá?" He jumped a little.
Oh, thank god. I took this chance and ran out of there.

(Sorry if this is cringe. I just felt like making a story about the beautiful Camilo, so I did. This will most likely be a short story, but it's just for fun. Any-who, I hope you enjoy.)

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