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A carefree flirt who has to be anyone but himself.
A stubborn know-it-all with a bold attitude and a big secret.
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Y/N's family had lived in Colombia for generations. More specifically, an enchanted Colombian village surrounded by mo...
A/N: Hi! So, basically, these last five chapters will mostly be Y/n and Camilo secretly dating. So, here's what you've all been waiting for: Camilo fluff and make outs. This chapter contains heated make outs and mentions of you-know-what 👉🏽👌🏼🙊
|🎉-Y/n's POV-🎉|
I looked at my selection of dresses. I wanted to look my best for the celebration.
Especially for Camilo.
I chose a yellow dress, with orange heels. I applied some basic makeup and put on some jewellery.
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(Can be any dress, preferably yellow.)
I twirled around, admiring myself in the mirror. Val walked in, without saying a word, grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the house.
"Hey! You can just ask you know!"
"Knowing you, you'd be checking yourself out for hours."
"Let's head down there!" I exclaimed, Camilo returning to my mind.
A group of kids stopped me and began tugging on my arms.
"Hey, you're Y/n, right? The one with the water and the fire?"
"Who's asking?"
"Us?"
"Well, 'us', would you like me to show you?"
"Yes!"
I giggled at them. I raised my hands and recreated the kids with water. I then rolled it into a ball and splashed it into the air.
"She's so cool! You're so cool!"
"Well, I'm not nearly as cool as the Madrigals. Especially Mirabel."
"What can Mirabel do?"
"Well, Mirabel doesn't have a gift. But she doesn't need one to be awesome! You know why? She's the one who saved the miracle!"
"Without powers? Wow, she is cool!"
"Why don't you guys run ahead so you can meet her?"
They nodded, smiling ear to ear.
The Casita was in my view. It was strange seeing myself of their front door. I didn't have my own door in there, but I didn't really want one.
I scanned the crowd and grinned when I saw two of the same man. One of the two walked into the house, while the other changed to greet an old woman, then a child. Finally, he returned to his normal self.
That's him. Camilo Madrigal. Mi Camaleon.
He met my eyes and smiled. He bowed as I got closer to him. He took my hand and kissed the back of it.
