You and your boyfriend, Miles, have been dating since fifth grade when you were ten and he was twelve. You both have had your ups and downs, but you’ve made it this far, all the way to sophomore year. You can proudly say that you’re in love with this man.

Today is your Quinceañera, a celebrity becoming a woman aka your elaborate fifteen year old birthday party. Being of Hispanic decent, Miles knows his way around these. You’re very nervous, mainly due to the fact that most if not all of your extended family and friends are gonna be there and you are the center of attention during all of it. But, you know Miles is there. And you can’t wait to dance with him.

You finish getting yourself ready. Your hair and makeup is all done and most importantly, the dress. You walk out to show Miles. He smiles and gazes longingly at you with those eyes of his.

“Damn, Ma…Te ves...absolutamente hermoso…”

He says. With that same big, stupid, love-sick gaze. He seems completely and utterly in love with you.

(SRY THE ICONS WHITEWASHED😭😭😭)