Peculiar; C. Madrigal

six;

-Dinner was nice, at least with you-

"Welcome,"
Abuela smiled, opening the doors for the Guzmans and Dela Cruz.

It was quite rare for Abuela to have dinner with other people but since it was her granddaughter's soon to be husband, she agreed and gave Señor Guzman a hug and patted Mariano's shoulder.

(Y/N) came in with a sour look on her face.
It wasn't about the lie earlier, it was because she'd have to waste an hour or two with people she barely knew.

The Mistress also doesn't like eating, aside from Bacon and eggs (which she hates) every time she ate, it was just a taste, nothing more.
(Y/N) never was hungry, she did not want to eat.

That night, the Madrigals along with the Guzmans and Dela Cruz ate dinner.
It was awkward every time Abuela asks the girl questions which she found personal so she just stared and shook her head or nod.

Isabella laughed along with her family while (Y/N) sat there with a frown on her face, it was unattractive and it made everyone think that she didn't want to be there with them.
She didn't but she was interested in the peculiar family.

Here and there, Pepa would summon a small rainbow above her head while she smiled brightly with Dolores gently ushing the weathers away.

Julietta's food were delicious but it made (Y/N)'s tastebuds tingle and it made her panic so she stopped tasting after a few bites.

Camilo would make remarks here and there which made (Y/N) and Isabella roll their eyes in annoyance.

Antonio sat with Felix who gave him food once in a while, Agustin talked with Luisa and Mirabel. Julietta listened to Abuela and Señora's conversation (which talks about the proposal).

"erm...(Y/N), our Toñito," Abuela looked at the boy with dark skin and black curly hair, shyly hiding half of his face underneath the table, shyly waving at her "will be having his gift ceremony next week, would you be able to join us?" (Y/N) looked at the boy for a moment.

Antonio shyly stared back at her, it made the girl nod making Abuela clap her hands in excitement "That's wonderful!" The only reason why (Y/N) agreed to come was that it reminded her about the child she met back in her hometown.

"(Y/N), wanna hang out with me tomorrow?" Camilo asked. He was sitting besides his papa and between his mama, facing (Y/N) on the other side of the table, everyone was busy with the planning so none of the family members noticed them talking "we could run around town-oh wait..." Camilo stared at her and thought for a moment.

"I do not want to run" (Y/N) replied, not wanting to hear his response "I'll show you the delicacies here in Encanto" (Y/N) looked up form her plate then to Camilo who was smiling ever so brightly. It made (Y/N)'s tummy swirl again and her heart beat fast, it was jealousy.

"that'd be a great idea!" Felix jumped in the conversation and nudge Camilo who gave him a slight side glare "You two can spend time together, teach her everything you know" Camilo thought for a moment before nodding and snapping his fingers as an agreement "who cares if you teach me? I do not want a teacher" (Y/N) answered sassily, she was self-taught.

Camilo pouted and slouched on his chair a little, satisfied with the response, The girl looked back at her plate which was interesting to her but would rather throw it away than digest it.

Camilo stared at his plate trying to think of another response. Gently, he tore his gaze from his plate to the Mistress who was pursing her lips, she was deep in thought, it wasn't that Camilo found her attractive, he just found her expressions quite adorable.

An hour passed, Camilo wanted to play with his little brother but since the dinner was not finished, he stayed and talked to Dolores or Antonio about his day and gave remarks jokingly. Without notice, (Y/N) stared at Camilo thinking how someone could be filled with life while she's in front of him almost drowning and failing in life and living.

What made him interesting?
What made her interesting?
What makes life interesting?

"what makes life interesting?"
(Y/N) whispered, Dolores heard this and whipped her head to the Mistress with an eyebrow raised, (Y/N) noticed and stared back at her.

"I can hear you" Dolores commented, shrugging. (Y/N) was getting used to the family especially when it's her family friend's soon to be family-in-law.

"what makes you think that at such age? Even Camilo doesn't rush afterlife" Dolores was starting a conversation with (Y/N), The Mistress shook her head and pursed her dry, pale lips "That's it, he talks about cherishing things in life. What to cherish and what not to cherish, It's what I don't understand" Replied the girl with full confusion.

"Talk to Camilo or Mirabel about it, they're usually good with comforts" The table was pure wood and not metal so it was heavier, (Y/N) quickly snatched her head to look up and slammed the table, if she was stronger, it would've caught the whole family's attention but it was more of a soft pat than a slam but either way, it was pure anger.

"I would never talk to Camilo, he's a nuisance" (Y/N) replied only for Camilo to comment in the conversation "that's not what you said earlier" The boy raised an eyebrow with his sly smirk, his freckles moved where his lips pursed making him even more annoying.

"I thought you were Mirabel" That was not the case, it was a complete lie "I was being myself and talked to you, even if you thought I was Mirabel, It was me who you were talking to" Camilo made a point, (Y/N) turned red in anger and the new emotion she expressed called embarrassment "you haven't talked to my prima so how can you tell the difference between me and her?" (Y/N) hated the conversation, Camilo was being cocky again and it made her blood boil in anger, (Y/N)'s breathing quickens as she took deep breaths.

"You're coming with me tomorrow around town" Camilo demanded, (Y/N) didn't like that so she protested "No, I'm not" The girl glared and stared at Camilo, this time, Camilo had the urge to stare back. The boy wanted to know if he can read what was on her mind and if he could understand what made her so different from othet people.

The girl wanted to throw a tantrum but she was held back by this some kind of force field holding her in place.

Camilo looked away and shrugged before standing up, he walked away from the table and that's when (Y/N) noticed dinner was over.
The evening ended with a wave goobye from Abuela and a huff of relief from (Y/N), tomorrow will be an interesting day especially with him.
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