When I was little I used to be fascinated with sunsets. I suppose I still am, but when you're little everything seems ten times bigger. The ceiling of your house seems miles and miles away when it really is just a few feet away.

"Diana!" My new friend Miles or Marc how he likes to be called runs to me. He told me he has a brother, but I rarely see him.

"Hi. Do you want to play in the park?" I ask him.

"Mami said I can play a few minutes. She said it's almost nighttime and that we're watching a movie."

"What movie?" I kick a pebble to the road. I can already see the playground from here. It looks so shiny. I think the sun does that.

"I don't know." He brushes his hair off his face. I think he should cut it. It's always getting in his face. But I don't say anything. Mommy always said things like that can hurt other people's feelings.

"What are you doing tomorrow?" I ask him.

"I dunno. I have to read. Mami always makes us read."

"My mommy lets me do whatever I want." I turn away from him and run to the monkey bars. I gasp. "Miles. Look. The sun is falling."

"Why does the sky have so many colors."

"I like them that way. They all blend together."

Sunsets blend the same way feelings blend. Miles's lips had touched mine. I had felt the exact moment when our feelings merged into one. When everything went from fake to real. When I knew I was falling more and more into the black hole Miles is. And this time, I didn't mind falling.

Flower:

If I were a waiter I would let you take my tip.

Get ready hermosa, i'm picking you up. Don't expect a text... when you hear bad bunny blasting you'll know it's me

Me:

Ignoring the first message and ok? How romantic of you really. Mother won't approve of that.

Flower:

I thought the whole point was to go against her?

Me:

Point taken.

Que tengo pal de babie' explotándome el cel

Y yo pensando en ti, estoy a tu merced

Tú siempre está' mojá' y yo que tengo sed

Ey, ey, eyY ella' están buena', pero tú 'tás mejor (Mejor)

Traje pasto y alcohol

Oh my God. He wasn't lying. I open my house door as quickly as possible and run to his car. Miles is in his... vibe? In his moment? He's looking at me like I just drew the sun and placed it in the sky if that were even possible.

"I have no clue what that song is saying."

"Something about you being the prettiest girl ever." He tells me and leans in. "I would really like your lips on mine. Like right now, please." I laugh a little before kissing him. Bad bunny keeps blasting through the radio.

"You let me do your eyebrows, you turn off bad bunny, and I get to play suberbass."

"Deal." His lips slam into mine. We stay like that for a while. Kissing. Making up for the years of friendship we lost.

"You're eager," I say in between kisses. And he laughs against my lips. I feel each muscle curve upwards in slow motion. I feel the intense care he has for me.

"You do my eyebrows, but you teach me how to do your make-up. Like simple things. You know, cause Clarissa will probably want to start soon. And I want to take her shopping and be able to match the colors and all of that." I throw my head back and laugh because I can't believe this boy.

"You are a guy of many talents. I hate you flower."

"I suddenly really like that stupid nickname." He jokes. Just a few weeks ago he was always complaining about how much he hated it.

"You've always loved it. Now to the nearest Ulta."

"Why?"

"Because, if I going to teach you about make-up we must do it correctly. Now drive."

Superbass by Nicki Minaj plays in the background. I say background because I'm full-on singing. I try my best to sound bad just the way Miles does when he sings any of those songs he loves.

You know well that I'm singing to the top of my lungs about how this song is for the boys in the booming system.

"Estoy completamente enamorado de ti." He says once the song fiinishes.

"I'm sorry?"

"Nothing. That was a good song, but it was executed pretty bad."

"Flower, do you think you're a good singer?" I ask him.

'Obviamente." This word I do understand, obviously he says.

"Oh."

"Shut up. You know this is our first real date. I didn't imagine it would be buying make-up but I guess doing anything with you is fun."

"Look at you being sweet. Take my hand?" He does. I love his hand. It's rough on the outside yet kind of smooth on the inside. It's perfect for me.

"I've always been sweet to you, the issue is you haven't noticed. You were too busy avoiding your feelings for me." I gasp at this new information. Miles wasn't sweet all the time. We used to banter more than actually speak.

"I did no such thing." Did I actually ignore my feelings all this time? "You were the one who hid them for I don't know, eight years?"

"Hey, I had a very good excuse. Besides Jason was there." I internally gag hearing his name. "Have I mentioned how much I hate him?"

"You have. I just think things would have been different if we had stayed in contact." I tell him as I play with his hand looking down.

"I disagree. We're together now and that's all that matters baby. I think everything happens for a reason, so it's okay that we lost contact for a while. Maybe we needed that time apart to realize what we really wanted."

"You called me baby," I say, an upward curve taking over my face. I can't control the smile.

"Just for pointing it out, I'll call you Diana."

"Don't be such a baby, baby." I look at him and he rolls his eyes. "See what I did there?"

"I saw it and heard it. I did tell you I was your only baby." I'm confused at first but then I remember. I called some stupid band my babies and he got all defensive. Now that I realize, Miles has always been so open about his feelings towards me, I just hadn't realized. I had been so blind.

Blinded by the colors changing in my own sunset to actually notice it was already nighttime in Miles's world.

We continue talking the whole way. The friendly banter between us comes back and I sneak little kisses to his hand while we talk. It's just like before, instead, now I can touch him, kiss him whenever I want. I can just look at him and admire him.

The big white and black Ulta sign hangs above the stoor door. The parking looks relatively empty. We make our way to the store, our hands close together.

"I feel like Clarissa will totally love light and simple colors. She's only fourteen so maybe we can get her some eyeshadows pallet and blush. Oh and liquid highlighter. I live for that shit. Maybe a primer and some setting spray too." I hear Miles giggle next to me. An actual giggle. "What?" I ask him.

"You just got so excited over make up" His cheeks grow red. "And it made me so happy seeing you happy."

"You are so sappy. I love it."

We walk to the Sephora area and I pick out a pastel eyeshadow pallet that I think Clarissa would love. It has pink, purple, creme, and a few other glittery colors. I try to explain to Miles everything I'm holding and their purpose, but he just looks at me like a love-sick puppy.

His eyes never leave mine when I show him things. At first, I found out annoying but then I realized how sweet it is. Jason was never like this so this new feeling has caught me off guard. Most of the time I have no clue how to respond to the cute things he says to me. Like when he said he liked how my nose moves just a tiny bit when I smile.

He hugs me from behind as I pay for my new products and the ones I'm going to give to Clarissa. He offered to pay but I had to actually snatch his wallet away. This is a gift from me to her. I've always been an only child, so being able to share and give things to her makes me happy.

She's a little sister to me.

~~~

"What things does Alejandro like? I want to get something for him as well." We're at Lidia's diner. Miles drove us back here to get some milkshakes and to see Lidia. It's funny, a few months back I had no idea how awesome this place was. I had no idea who Lidia was and what she meant to Miles.

"He's been obsessing over books lately. You know mami makes us read weekly books, but Alejandro is starting to read two or three books per week." He tells me as I sip on my cookies and creme milkshake. The tiny oreo cookies melt in my mouth slowly.

"Oh my God! I tutor this girl Lilly, I think she may even be his class. She's so sweet and shy. But I know she loves to read. We should set them up."

"No." He says, dead serious. I look for a small wrinkle in his mouth to let me know he's kidding, but nothing happens. He stays the same.

"What? Why not?" I take a sip from my milkshake.

"It's the same thing with Clarissa." He places his hand on top of the table and grabs mine. "They are my baby siblings. I don't want them getting hurt at all. Alejandro cares too easily and too fast. He has a huge heart and it will be even harder to pick the pieces up if he gets hurt." Part of me wants to be mad at him. He needs to let them be their own people. Another part of me wants to admit I am completely in love with him. If I wasn't sure before, I am now. He cares so much for them.

"It's good you want to protect them, but come on; Alejandro is going to be seventeen soon. He's going to get a partner someday."

"I know."

"Mijo, I just overheard this entire conversation and you are very stupid but with a big heart," Lidia says as she sits down next to me. She wipes a couple of sweat droplets from her face and smiles at me. "You so wise and pretty Diana. How did you end up with this estupido?"

"I'm right here," Miles comments, but we both ignore him.

"I have no clue." 

Lidia leaves after a few minutes and we are left alone once again. I drink the last remaining bits of my milkshake. 

"We should get him a book," I say. 

We end up getting one for him. 

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