𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐘 - carlos de vil ✔︎

08.

I WAS walking down the hall, heading to the boys' dorm. I knocked on the door and I heard a voice respond. "Come in!"

I turned the knob, pushing it open. I entered, closing it behind me and dropping my bag down on the center table. "Hey, Whitehair. Where's Jay?"

"Hey, he's out with some girl." Carlos shrugged his shoulders from his spot on his mattress. 

"Obviously." I chuckled, shaking my head and striding closer to him. He was on his computer, Dude nowhere in sight. "What're you doing?" I sat beside him on the edge. 

"Finishing up some homework." He replied, typing quickly on his keyboard. "Where's Evie and Mal?"

"Evie is with Mr. Deley, getting back her test and Mal... I don't know." I thought. "Apparently Mr. Deley took E's mirror because Chad stole it, and she'd only get it back if she passed her Chemistry test today."

"That sucks." He commented, turning his head to me. 

"Mhm, Chad's an ass." I hummed, leaning my head on his shoulder. "Oh, yeah. You did really great today, on the field."

"R-really?" He stuttered at my compliment.

"Yeah, you're a good dancer," I smirked, sitting up straight.

"Thanks, Cece." He smiled before someone knocked on the door like I did before. 

"Come in!" Carlos shouted and they opened the door. 

"Is Cerise her- There you are! I need you, right now." Mal entered, exasperated by something and looking a little pale. 

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Ben just asked me... Just... Ben just asked me out on a date." She admitted quietly, hands on her waist.

"Ok." I grinned from ear to ear. "All right, I'll see you later, Carlos." I pecked his cheek, standing up.

"I- uh, yeah." He nodded, cheeks flushed. 

"Bye!" I said, grabbing my bag and M's hand, and leaving the bedroom. "Are you serious, M? He asked you out!"

"Yeah, h-he did." She sighed nervously while I held both her palms in mine. 

"OK, we don't have much time, so we need to find Evie fast. She cannot miss your first date, it would crush her." I planned out, rushing down the halls. 

"I've been looking for her, but I can't find her." Mal sighed. 

"She said she was getting her test back from Mr. Deley." I shrugged. 

We walked outside to the picnic tables, spotting her sitting with Doug. Mal threw up her hands in annoyance. "There you are! We have been looking literally everywhere for you!"

"What's wrong?" She asked worriedly, eyes flicking between the two of us. 

 "Ben just asked me out on..." She sighed with an angry look. 

"A date." I finished for her with a smile. 

"Nice." Doug chuckled. 

"We can handle this," E reassured her, taking her test and standing up. "Bye. You're looking a little pale..."

"I noticed that, too," I commented as we walked away. 

"But we can fix that with some gloss and some blush." She figured it out quickly. 

"No!" M winced, shaking her head back and forth. 

"Come on, M!"

"Mal, I can use the-"

"No, no, no!" 

─── ⊹⊱☆⊰⊹ ───

Evie was on makeup, obviously, and I was on hair. While E applied blush on her cheekbones, I brushed out her purple locks gently from behind seated on M's bed.

"Okay, easy on the blush. I don't wanna scare him away." She laughed.

"Not that you could." I reminded her of the spell. 

"Please. My mom taught me how to apply blush before I could talk." E grinned, swiping the brush. 

"Always use upward strokes." I grinned at her, putting the brush down on the nightstand and Evie closed the blush, placing it on the blanket and grabbing a lipstick.

"My mom was never really big on makeup tips. I never had a sister." She admitted, trying not to move her mouth as E dabbed her fingers along her lips. 

"Well, now you have two. We're gonna need all the family we can get if we don't pull this off. My mother's not a barrel of laughter when she doesn't get her way. Just ask Snow White." EQ's daughter rolled her eyes at the mention of Snow White. 

"Are you afraid of her, E?" I questioned, making sure her hair was in place. 

"Sometimes. Are you afraid of your mom, M?" 

"I just really want her to be proud of me. She gets so angry with me when I disappoint her. And... yeah, she's my mom, so I know she loves me in her own way." She explained. "And you, Cece?"

"Well, she's much better than your mothers from what I've seen. I never see her often, but she's very loving, I guess." I shrugged my shoulders, standing up. "But, moving on. Come see." 

We both grabbed one of her hands, dragging her over to the mirror. She paused, admiring her beauty with a laugh, not believing it. I had an arm around her back, head on her shoulder with E doing the same and chin resting on her also. 

"I know." We both said in sync.

"I look..."

"Say it." Evie pushed.  

"Not hideous." Mal beamed in disbelief. 

"Not even a smidge." I grinned when someone knocked on the door. "Oo~ That's him." 

"Let's go!" E exclaimed, moving her closer to the exit. She opened the door and there stood Ben with two helmets. 

"For the first time, I understand the difference between pretty and beautiful." She snorted at his words. "I hope you like bikes."

She walked to him, taking a helmet from him while giving us a look that said: Help me. The couple then left, and I kicked the door closed with my foot. "Wow. I am so glad we went to find you."

"I know. I would've killed you two if you did this without me and let me miss something like this." Evie said, hugging me. 

"Good to know." I chuckled, rubbing her back.