Chapter Three

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Before I start on this chapter, I just wanted to give a shoutout to a user named MichaelCollins320 for coming up with what's about to happen between Hera and Carlos, and even some of the dialogue! You're the best!

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"Hera! Thank god you're here!" Jane cried, racing up to me with her clipboard. "We have a problem."

"There always seems to be a new one," I sighed. "What is it this time?"

"You know the stained glass options we had for Cotillion?" I nodded. "Well, we're going with the one of Ben and Mal, but I forgot the color Ben picked for Mal's eyes." He held up three different shades of green and I rolled my eyes.

"Jane! One, why couldn't we have this conversation over the phone or video chat, and two, how would I know which option Ben chose."

"Look, you've known Mal your whole life. Which one is closest to her eyes?" I looked over the three options, then rested my finger on the brightest one.

"This one. These are most like her eyes."

"Thank you so much, Hera!"

"Just remember it this time," I smirked. She ran off and just as she was out of sight, Evie came up beside me.

"Hey, chika!"

"Hey, Evie. If you need me for another fitting, I swear to god..." She laughed.

"No, no, I just wanted to have another talk about Carlos." I rolled my eyes, but I caved. It was nice to vent to her.

"Well, we just had a conversation after his practice where I vented to the point where I let out that I don't want to go to Cotillion," I informed her in my fake-perky voice that indicated I was actually peeved.

"Oh no. Please tell me you're joking."

"Nope. Aren't I just so smooth, E?" She shook her head at how I was acting.

"Well, if he likes you, then he'll hopefully look past that and ask you anyways... should he ever find the courage to." Now I was laughing.

"Yeah, he always seems to stumble over his words around me. But I think we're just weird friends, unfortunately."

"Hera, he likes you!" She insisted. "I hear him talking to Jay. He just goes on and on about you and how wonderful you are." I blushed. "And wasn't he the one who made you realize you wanted to become good."

"Yeah..."

"And you two have kissed, like, two or three times. That is not something friends do. That's something that two people who should be together do." Evie was completely right. We had both said we liked each other, and we went on what I guess you could call dates sometimes. I made a decision.

"Evie, if he doesn't ask me to Cotillion by then end of tomorrow, I'm going to ask him myself," I declared. Evie squealed and hugged me as we kept walking.

"Yes! You two will be so cute together!"

"I really like him, E, and he likes-" I stopped dead in my tracks at what I saw on the lawn in front of me. That place Jane had run off to? Well, it was to Carlos. She was touching his arms and hands a lot, smiling really big, and laughing way too much. My heart dropped to my feet and I felt like I was going to pass out. "-Jane."

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