I caught up with Camilo.
"So how do we get to the roof," I ask.
"We go through my room," Camilo says with excitement. During our little walk, I noticed he looked nervous.
"Is there something wrong?" I ask.
"Just that...my room isn't the neatest."
"Well, I don't see a problem with that. I usually end up sleeping on trees, the ground, or someone's house." Camilo turns to me curiously.
"I didn't have a home to live in," I answered with an awkward smile. I can't believe I brought that up. We walked in silence until we reached his door. Camilo takes a silent breath and opens the door.
"Ladies first," he gestures. I smile and went inside to find a dark room and a red carpet. I looked back to Camilo who gives me a shrug. The dark rook starts to light up with different colors. I slowly walked and camera lights start to flash. I do what comes naturally and strut the runway and give my best poses. Camilo laughs and catches up to me. We stopped at the huge curtains and look at each other. I smirk and fling the curtains to finish with my greatest final pose.
"You really do like to suck up the attention," I say looking back at Camilo.
"Welcome to my room," he laughs.
There were mirrors in every corner, a couple of stage lights on the ceiling, stairs with a red carpet that lead to a stand-up comedy and a bar, things flying around every once in a while, and some chameleon patterns here and there. I look at Camilo.
"Your room beats the laws of physics." He laughs and points to a small balcony with flowers flying by. He walks up beside me.
"It's not easy being balcony neighbors with someone whose gift is growing plants," he says. While we walked toward the balcony I asked so many questions.
"Why is there furniture floating around? Does your bar serve alcohol?! Why do you have a lot of mirrors? Do you have costumes? If so, can I try some on?"
"I'm not sure why they float around, but they shapeshift like me. No, but there is a kitchen and some grape juice. I have mirrors to try and find the right me... I guess. Yes, I have costumes and of course, you could try them on." He answers every question with ease. We reached the balcony and he held out his hand.
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"Gentlemen next," I took out my hand and heaved him over. I didn't think he was light, so naturally, I pulled too hard. Leaving him over me. We both got up embarrassed.
"Sorry," we said at the same time. We smile at each other, secretly agreeing this is the worst. I crossed my legs and admired the still night.
"Do you want to go higher?" He asks.
"Umm, I'm afraid of heights," I say shyly.
"I thought you lived on planes," he says curiously.
"It doesn't mean I like to be up that high," I snap and huddle myself into a ball, "Sorry, I just... can't go through it again." I took out one of Camilo's buñuelos.
"No, it's my fault. I shouldn't have invaded your privacy. I'm sorry," he says softly. I feel terrible. We sat in silence until I couldn't take it anymore.
"I'm afraid of heights because I'm of being dropped," I took a deep breath, "Like how the airplane dropped my parents." Tears start running down my face. Camilo grabbed my hand and squeezed it.
"I promise I won't you won't fall," he softly wiped my tears.
"Thank you. Why don't you tell me a joke to make me feel better," I say fighting through the tears.
We spent the rest of the night laughing and snacking.
"We should probably head in, it's getting late," I say.
"Plus, we're out of buñuelos," Camilo aggrees
We quietly snuck back to Mirabel's door. I turn to Camilo looking at his big eyes.
"Thanks for taking me to the roof. I had a great time," I whisper.
"It was my pleasure." He shapeshifts into me and gives a curtsy. I laugh and give him a little bow.
He shapeshifts into him again and whispers, "Well, buenas noches mi amor." I couldn't help but smile. I slowly open the door.
"Buenas noches, mi amor," I whispered back and kissed him on the cheek. We gave each other a little wave and I closed the door. I turned to go to bed but found Mirabel with her arms and legs crossed. I'm in trouble.293Please respect copyright.PENANAAV0jkzxKMz