Brooklyn and Carlos' love story continues. What happens when Mal runs away from Auradon? Will Carlos and Brooklyn finally confess their love for each other? Or will they keep it to themselves? I guess you'll have to read to find out.
Book 2/3
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𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚕𝚢𝚗'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅
"What do you mean you can't get the correct color of blue? We need it to be royal blue. Not baby, not navy, royal!" I shouted, as I paced back and forth in my room. The decorating committee called me telling me about not being able to find the right color of blue for the banners, which I was already told we ordered!
"I don't care if you have to fight to the death! Just get the royal blue banners!" I shouted, hanging up the phone. I huffed, throwing my phone on my bed. "Cotillion troubles?" Sabrina asked, as she entered my room. "You have no idea." I sighed.
"Well, I know how to make you feel better." She smirked. "How?" I asked. "By coming with me to watch the boys practice." She winked. I smiled. "That would make me feel better. Let's go." I said, grabbing her hand. We made our way out of the castle and towards Auradon Prep.
"Hey, Bree? Can I get your opinion on something?" I asked. "Yeah, of course." She said. "Um...how do you tell someone you love them?" I asked. Sabrina gasped loudly. "You love Carlos?!" She cheered, causing some peoples heads to turn toward us. "Shh, Bree! Keep your voice down." I hissed. "Sorry. But you love Carlos!" She quietly shouted. "Yeah. Yeah, I do." I blushed.
"I'm just not sure how to...tell him." I mumbled. "Well...I'm not sure either. I mean the only boy I've ever said 'I love you' to, except my father of course, is Doug. But he's my cousin so it's a different kind of love." She said. I sighed. "But, I'm sure you'll figure it out. And who knows...maybe he'll say it first." She shrugged, as we walked into the boys' practice.
"Maybe." I muttered, walking over to the ledge of the balcony, standing next to Jane. "All right, boys, let's line it up. Carlos, you're with me, let's go." Jay said, patting Carlos on the back. "Yeah." Carlos nodded, putting his gloves on, and grabbing his sword, as he followed Jay.
All the boys lined up in two lines, facing each other. "Assembler." All the boys point their swords at their partner. "Salute." They raise their swords. "Lower the point." They point their swords at the ground. "Masks down." They use their free hand to lower their masks. "En garde." They all got into a fighting position.
