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Julieta: Bi Disaster (summer camp au)

Julieta and Milo were cooking breakfast for the campers one morning when Milo noticed Julieta seemed a bit distracted. He followed her gaze to see where she was looking and smirked when he realized just who she was looking at.

“You’re staring at Ren again,” he teased lightly. 

“—! I am not! Just cook your eggs, Milo. Or they’ll turn out runny - again.”

“Wh— hey, my eggs are perfectly fine! Maybe if someone wasn’t watching girls all morning, they’d see that.”

“Shh…” Julieta kept her face down, trying to hide she was blushing as she concentrated on her eggs.

They cooked in silence a few moments before Milo spoke up again. “So… is ‘senorita perfecta’ a little bit gay?” He teased. 

“I’m not perfect,” she rolled her eyes at the nickname. 

“Oh I know; if you were, your cooking would be better.” 

Julieta snapped her head up, debating whether to elbow him or make a snide comment in return. 

“Hey, you didn’t answer my question.” 

Julieta blushed again. “I-I’m not gay. I definitely like guys…”

“But…?”

Julieta sighed, preparing herself mentally to admit this aloud. “But… turns out, I like girls, too.”

Milo smiled and clapped Julieta on the back congratulatory like.

As they started getting the food ready to serve to the campers, Milo continued to nudge Julieta about this new discovery. “So… Ren, huh? I thought you were crushing on Elena.”

“I think Elena just awoke something inside me… Wait, how do you know about that?” She paused a moment before grumbling under her breath. “Pepa…” That was told in confidence; of course she blabbed. 

“Hey,” came a husky voice that set a small fire to Julieta’s loins. 

Work, brain. Say something back! Don’t just stand there! Julieta’s brain was racing a mile a minute while she stared dumbfounded at her fellow counselor. Her fellow attractive counselor. She finally spoke up, barely managing a “Sup?” Sup? Are you for real right now? What is wrong with you?

Ren grinned and sort of gave her a head nod. “The campers are on their way.” 

There she was again, frozen to the spot, unable to come up with a normal response. “Dope.” The word tumbled out of her mouth before she could stop it. She just knew her cheeks were completely flushed, and her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest. 

Once Ren turned away to go help usher the young campers in to line up for breakfast, Milo leaned over and said to Julieta with a mocking snicker, “Dope”. 

Julieta hid her face in her hand. “Ay, Dios mío… Just kill me…” she groaned, embarrassed. 

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Milo belongs to @seanettlles

Ren belongs to @xclearskiesx

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Spring Ball: Milena

Lady Julieta watched in the mirror as her lady's maid, Milena, did the last finishing touches of the updo she had styled her hair in. Simple, yet elegant - just how Julieta preferred her hair.

"How do you like it?" Milena stood back, hands folded with a small smile.

"Beautiful, as always. You always do such a wonderful job with my hair. Thank you."

"Oh, I'm not that good...I'm really best at braids," she stopped short, blushing bright pink at the image in her mind of braiding Lady Pepa's hair.

Julieta did notice the blushing but said nothing about it, instead changing the subject. "And the gown you helped me pick out is just perfect!" The girl did a careful twirl, smiling at herself in the mirror. "I'm a little nervous, to tell you the truth." The first ball of the season, and it would be all about first impressions. They were to that age where their mother was most certainly hinting that they needed to be wed soon and ought to mingle with people of their class, in hopes of finding a suitor to marry.

"Nobody would be able to tell; you appear so calm, milady!"

"Well, I don't quite wear my emotions on my sleeves like my sister."

There it was - the warm feeling returning to Milena's cheeks at the mention of Pepa. She really was trying so hard to keep that under control, but the girl just did things to her. Milena couldn't find words to respond to Julieta; they only came out in a stutter.

However, just in time it seemed, Lady Madrigal poked her head in the door, stating that the carriage was ready for them.

"Milena? Go fetch my other two children. Tell them we must leave at once if we are not to be intolerably late. Julieta? Come," the woman beckoned for her daughter to follow. It was time to go to the ball.

Milena bowed to the two women before leaving the room to go pass the message along. Her heart sped up fast as she got closer to Lady Pepa's room. She forgot her manners and sort of barged in without announcing herself, causing Pepa to jump.

Before she lost her nerve, she quickly repeated what she was told to tell them. Noticing Pepa was blushing, her cheeks immediately grew red, as well. She could barely hear Pepa's lady's maid, Aleja speaking to her over the sound of her own rapid heartbeat. Once she was out of the room, she let out a deep breath, trying to calm herself before heading to deliver the message to the third Madrigal triplet.

She muttered to herself under her breath as she walked, "You are just a maid, you are just a maid, you are just a maid," trying to give herself a reality check. She wasn't paying attention as she hurried in the direction of Lord Bruno's room and managed to trip over her own feet once she arrived.

Bruno was already opening his door as Milena was tripping, so she fell right at his feet. He looked down, raising an eyebrow. "Uh, you okay?" He awkwardly held out a hand to help her up.

Milena took his hand and accepted the help up, stepping back immediately in embarrassment once she was standing again. "Ah - thank you," she stammered. "Lady Madrigal says we need to go now, or we will be late."

"Uh, right," Lord Bruno cleared his throat, clearly distracted - likely anxious about the ball. "Thank you. You, uh - you better hurry along and catch up with Julieta and my mother. Wouldn't want her getting mad - my mother, that is. You know. She can be scary." He smiled sheepishly, shooing Milena along, which was in her best interest, really.