She's so Lucky; She's a Star (OPEN)

[camila calderón]

Camila had spent more time in London since her arrival at the end of Britain's summer than she had spent in any one place in recent memory, though she had begun to feel as though she was that character Rapunzel, locked away in a tower. Of course, that tower was a luxurious flat in West London, but she had been confined to it ever since had happened at Azkaban and in Hogsmeade. She had almost started to fantasize about being able to lengthen her hair, braid it, and toss it down from her bedroom window to the street below, but she knew that it was for the best. Her security team had had to reevaluate things, which she didn't mind at first—it had just become boring, sitting around as one year ticked over into the next.

Finally, on the second of January, she was allowed back out into the world. She had security guards on either side of her, but she was able to go back into Hogsmeade, and stepping on the village's cobblestones felt like freedom. Even with her head down to avoid being noticed, there was no mistaking who she was, and she was kept at as much of a distance from the rest of the people in the village as possible.

"Camila!"

"Camila! Over here!"

"Camila!"

"Let her through!"

On one hand, she considered asking if she could take Polyjuice Potion the next time—just so that she could go out unnoticed—but it was a little too late for that, now that she was already in public.

"No, no…" Camila waved a hand dismissively at her security guard. She wasn't going to ignore the fans who had rushed over to see her. "It's okay," she reassured them in heavily accented English, turning her attention to the fans. Her hot chocolate could wait a few minutes, and she had her wand on the inside of her coat if she really needed it.

"Hi!" she greeted the fans who had lined up to see her. Her voice chipper in spite of the disruption, and she circled back towards the fans she had just passed by. Some had quills and a few even had cameras at the ready, which made things much easier for her as she made her way down the line—greeting people and asking their names and signing autographs and taking photos with them if they so desired.

Reaching the end of the line that had formed, she smiled at the last fan present. "Hi! What is your name?"

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I'll try to make our hearts beat in time,
Even though your rhythm might not be with mine

JANUARY 2, 2025

The Winter Festival at Hogsmeade was somewhere that Daisy always found herself enjoying, primarily because she usually stayed at Hogwarts during the Winter Holiday. Sure, she could have gone home to her siblings, cousins, aunt, and uncle; but after her father's disappearance, she wanted to stay far away from there, which was why, the past two Christmases, she remained at Hogwarts with some of her other siblings.

This year, the excitement of her life had happened at the very festival, the day she had decided to go. Camila had appeared within the little place, and Daisy was giddy with excitement, she and a few other people ran over to her and gained her attention, and luck would have it she was kind enough to give them her attention. They lined up, and Daisy was last in the little cluster that had appeared, and slowly she drew closer and closer, she had a CD in her hand, one that she had recently purchased from one of the local places that were selling it, and luck had it, she was going to get is sighed.

She composed herself and finally stepped before her, and she smiled brightly as she was asked her name. "Hello, I'm Daisy. I'm a huge fan...I was...I was wondering if you would sign this?" she questioned, her voice shaking with nervousness and excitement as she produced the woman's CD to her.

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"Hello, I'm Daisy," answered the fan. She was a blonde girl slightly younger than Camila herself, whose voice was clearly shaking with her nerves as she held out a copy of her album. "I'm a huge fan… I was… I was wondering if you would sign this?"

"Yes! Of course, yes," Camila answered her with a bright smile, hoping that would be able to calm the girl's nerves. "Thank you, Daisy." She didn't have any reason to be nervous around her, really. Plus, she had been so patient about waiting for so long; Camila was impressed—and humbled. It was so cold outside, there were other things to do, and yet this girl hadn't gotten discouraged from waiting to meet her.

"That is a very pretty name, Daisy," Camila added. Pausing for a moment as she held the quill that one of her security guards had had on hand, she looked to the girl. "…D-A-I-S-Y, yes?" she asked, seeking confirmation that she was about to spell it correctly.

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I'll try to make our hearts beat in time,
Even though your rhythm might not be with mine

Daisy didn't know what to expect from Camila. There was always gossip that celebrities put up a front and were quite rude. Sometimes this was true; other times, it was unknown if this was the case.

Was Daisy a little worried that she and the group of fans had disrupted her day and made her angry? Possibly. But the girl smiled and seemed lovely and kind as people believed, and she smiled as well.

Camila commented on her name being pretty, "Thank you, Camila. Your name is just as pretty..." she breathed out in truth. The woman asked how to spell her name, if she was correct in the spelling that she gave out and Daisy nodded her head, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. "Yes," she said with a small giggle, allowing the woman to take the album from her hands to sign.

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"Thank you, Camila. Your name is just as pretty…"

Camila didn't want to embarrass the girl by "aww"-ing aloud, though she thought it for sure. Not that her fans weren't ordinarily incredibly sweet to her, but there was something about this girl that struck her. "Thank you," she smiled again, although "Camila Calderón" really wasn't her real name; it just had a better flow and stage presence than her real name did.

Daisy confirmed with a giggle that her name was spelled as Camila had thought that it was, and Camila took the album carefully from the girl's hands, gripping it so that her handwriting wouldn't be shaky.

She wrote her dedication and signed her autograph, then handed it back to the girl.

Dear Daisy,

Dream big!

♡ Camila Calderón

"Here," she smiled.

Since Daisy was the last fan who had waited for her, there was no reason why Camila couldn't do something additional for her, she thought. Camila looked to her security and then back to Daisy. She switched into Spanish.

"Is it alright if I invite her?" she asked her security guards, who looked to one another and then begrudgingly nodded their heads.

"Perfect! Thank you!" Camila grinned.

"Camila would like to know if you would like to join her at The Steaming Stout," one of the guards explained on Camila's behalf.

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I'll try to make our hearts beat in time,
Even though your rhythm might not be with mine

A part of Daisy wanted to be a singer one day, just as famous and talented as Camila was. But somewhere deep inside of her, she didn't know if that would happen. Her parents always said that she had a beautiful voice, but she never knew if she could become something so...famous. Likely she would stick to her other passions, but it was always a dream in the back of her mind.

The celebrity gently took the album from her hands and signed it, handing it back a few seconds. Daisy smiled brightly as she took it back, thanking the girl as she looked at awe at the handwriting that was displayed before her. It was beautiful, and it was her name. Oh my goodness, she met Camila Calderon!

She wasn't even aware of the Spanish speaking around her, at least, not until she was addressed and the guard invited her to join Camila, on her behalf. Her attention snapped up at the slightly older girl, "I--Are you sure? I mean...I'd love to...but I don't want to impose."

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The fan, Daisy, seemed to be so overwhelmed by having just met her that she didn't appear to notice the brief exchange between Camila and her security guards. Of course, Camila realized, she probably hadn't understood what it was that they were saying in Spanish, which might have been part of it. When one of Camila's security guards asked Daisy if she would like to go over to the Steaming Stout with, the younger girl looked stunned at the invitation.

"I—Are you sure? I mean… I'd love to… but I don't want to impose."

"Yes," Camila smiled encouragingly, nodding her head. "It is no problem." She had no problem with paying for the girl's order, either, since it had been her offer. She wasn't going to make the girl pay out of her own pocket for that.

@daisy

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Daisy was still in shock and awe at the invitation; she had never been invited to go anywhere with a famous person, let alone meet one. And here she was, the last person to meet the woman and it was her that had gotten invited. Oh, those other girls were going to be so jealous. She nodded her head, almost squealing, "Yes–I'd love to join you...

First, she got her album signed, and now she was going to hang out with the celebrity. She was going to faint. Oh lord, she was going to die from excitement. Was that even possible? She hoped not. But her heart was pounding beneath her breast.

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"Yes–I'd love to join you…" Daisy squeaked out, and Camila smiled.

"Excellent," she nodded. She could see how nervous the girl still seemed to be over the invitation, and she didn't want her to feel as though she had any sort of pressure on her. "It's okay. It's okay," Camila repeated, hoping that she could calm Daisy down just a little bit. "You like hot chocolate?" she asked. Maybe that would distract her a little bit, Camila thought.

@daisy

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Was this happening? Was she, Daisy, truly about to hang out with her someone she looked up to? Was it a prank? She was half expecting her brothers to come out of the woodworks and laugh in her face while they handed the female money for her troubles. But as she looks around for a second, all she saw were a few glances in their direction.

She swallowed, time to not make a fool of herself. She snapped back to reality when she was asked if she liked hot chocolate, and she nodded her head, swallowing and licking the inside of her mouth. "I love hot chocolate..." she breathed out truthfully.

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The girl still looked as though she was in complete disbelief, but Camila was relieved to see that she didn't look like she was going to faint anymore. It was probably strange to be on the receiving end of a trip to get hot chocolate with a celebrity, she thought, though it was easy for Camila to forget how famous she was. She had had some emotional fan reactions to her presence, but she had never had anyone faint in front of her. She wasn't sure what she would have done if Daisy had actually passed out, though she wouldn't have run off.

"I love hot chocolate…" Daisy answered her, though her voice was still quiet.

"Good. Me too," Camila smiled at her, nodding her head. She really did enjoy sweets. "l will buy." Again, she had no problem with paying for the girl's drink. It was the least she could do for someone who supported her and her music career.

@daisy

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Breathe, Daisy. Pretend like this is your friend instead of Camila...your idol. She smiled at her, finally calming down from the high she was feeling at that moment. She was no longer going to faint from excitement; she wasn't sure how embarrassed she would be if that happened. The girl said that she did too and that she would buy it and Daisy's eyes widened again, "I-are you sure?" she questioned, she didn't want to trouble the other girl. Sure, she probably had more money than she did...but still. First, she invites her to get hot chocolate; now she wanted to pay for said drink?

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“I—are you sure?”
 
Camila nodded most assuredly. “Yes,” she smiled at Daisy. The cost of paying for a fan’s hot chocolate was not a problem for her in the slightest. It couldn’t have been more than a few Sickles for both of their orders, in fact, though it made her feel sort of bad that her own fan was so amazed that she wouldn’t hesitate to pay for something so trivial as a hot chocolate. “No problem. Really.” she added, just to make it clearer to the girl that she really was sure and wasn’t just saying that for the sake of saying it.
 
She motioned Daisy in the direction of The Steaming Stout. “Let’s go,” she told her gently, turning so that Daisy would be able to walk beside her instead of having her security in the way.

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