Back Once Again (COMPLETED)

Crushes...

~Daniella's POV~

So, let me think about what happened in a matter of about 30 minutes. I performed "Un Poco Loco" at the talent show and soon saw skeletons. Then I met the ACTUAL ARTIST WHO WROTE AMAZING SONGS, Héctor Rivera. Or now as I like to call him, Papa Héctor. Now I'm with my best friend and crush, though I haven't told him, Miguel and his sister in the land of the dead. Now we're trying to get back to the land of the living.

"Hey, you like him?" Papa Héctor asked, a tight smirk on his face. Thankfully Miguel wasn't too nearby.

"W-what?! Who told you?!" I yelled. Then I realized I told him I did and hid my face. It felt hot as heck. Plus everyone could probably see it because my face-paint got smudged by Pepita.

"So you do... Yeah your cheeks are very pink," He smiled, patting my back. "Speaking of your face, someone needs to touch up your face-paint. Since your a girl, and I'm not, I'll let Imelda do it. Imelda!" He yelled over.

"Si mi amor?" Mama Imelda smiled.

"Could you touch up Daniella's face-paint. Do some design in it and whatever to make it look semi-real. So nobody notices she's a living girl." Papa Héctor said.

"Of course. Come here." Mama Imelda said. I came over to her and she got out some black and white face-paint. It felt uncomfortable, but at least she knew what she was doing. "You want a design or something?" She asked.

"Uh, s-sure." I said.

"What would you like mija?" Mama Imelda asked.

"Um... I don't know. Surprise me!" I laughed. A few minutes later she showed me a little mirror. I had a skeleton face and some black little hearts. One was above my forehead mostly covered with my hair, two on my left cheek, and five on the other. "Awesome!" I said, hugging her. She returned it and smiled.

"Of course." She smiled at me.

"So. I see you do like Miguel, Si?" She smiled.

"Why does everyone want to know?!" I groaned. "But yes. I do. He's cute, and amazing, and the nicest person I know. Plus, he also helps me a lot with my music because he's so good at it and-!" I stopped myself before I got to loud.

"Wow. It's adorable to see young love. I remember what that was like." Mama Imelda smiled, day dreaming a little.

~Miguel's POV~

I couldn't stop staring at Daniella. She looked amazing and cute with her skeleton face-paint. She always did either way, but she just looked cuter for some reason. I touched my face and felt it burning. I had liked her forever, I just never had the guts to tell her.

"Hey chamaco. Stop droolin' everywhere!" Papa Héctor laughed.

"He's staring at Daniella. See?" Socorro said. I couldn't really hear them though.

"Miguel!" Papa Héctor waved his hand in my face.

"Ah! What? I-I wasn't staring at her!" I stuttered, my voice cracking. Papa Héctor laughed hysterically. "Stop it..!" I said, pushing his forehead.

"I'm sorry. It's just, oh my goodness, it's hilarious to see you drool like Dante!" He was still laughing, and ruffling my hair.

"Ok, ok. Stop." I groaned. "I mean, you see why I like her! She's super nice to me. And all of you! You remember what I said earlier." I sighed.

"Si. If you like her so much, just go tell her chamaco!" Papa Héctor smiled.

"Yeah! Do it hermano!" Socorro squealed.

"I-I'm to nervous to... What if she doesn't like me back? Then I'll feel so s-stupid and feel like I wasted all this time. I mean, she doesn't want someone like me!" I freaked, pulling at my hair until Papa Héctor swatted my hand.

"Serenade her. Play something. If she doesn't like you for you, she's not worth your time, mijo." He said, patting my back.

"W-what song?" I asked.

"Remember Me! It'd be perfect. It's not the talent show anymore so a slow song if perfect!" Socorro smiled.

"Papa Héctor... You have a guitar I can use?" I asked.

"Si. Here chamaco!" He handed me his brown guitar and smiled. "Go get her."

"O-ok. I can do this."