Disclaimer: The Cheetah Girls belong to Disney, as well as any lyrics or direct movie quotes in this story. I am merely borrowing them to have some fun. Also, this story contains femslash. If you find the idea of two women being in love questionable, then this story is not for you. I got this idea from watching the movie and noticing how easy it would be to imagine a loving relationship between Chanel and Galleria. So this story is MY retelling of the events in The Cheetah Girls 2: When in Spain. Please read and review. I love feedback and welcome valuable, constructive criticism.
Note: The parts in italics indicate internal thoughts/dialogue. Most of the story is from Galleria's POV. I'll indicate POV otherwise.
I'm sitting propped up against my best friend's headboard and joking about clichéd tattoos. I'm joking to try and calm her down, as well as to temporarily quell my own fears. See, we just found out that she is going to be spending the next month in Barcelona. Her mom's boyfriend is from Barcelona and has invited them to spend a month at his villa. Tia Juanita hadn't bothered to tell Chanel before now, so we just now found out when my mom let it slip. Now Chanel is freaking out, and I'm pretty sure I know why. I think we're both thinking the same thing; that Luc is finally going to pop the question and want them to live in Barcelona. When Chanel finally pauses to take a breath, I take the opportunity to find out for sure.
"Chuchi, this is a free trip to Spain! I know you – what's really going on?"
"I'm scared."
"It is just for the summer." I hope.
"If my mom marries Luc, she's gonna want me to move to Spain. Start a new family. It's not even gonna matter that we've been like sisters since we were divas in diapers."
"Okay. Then in that case, we will find a way to fix this. I-I don't know how, but we will. 'Cause no one is gonna tear us apart."
"You promise?"
"Of course I do." I pull her into a tight hug to comfort her, but I can't help thinking of my own fears. What else could I say? I have no idea how we're going fix this, but I've got to try. I can't lose her. She's my best friend, and so much more. If she moves to Spain, I may never get the chance to tell her how I feel about her. She'll never know that I'm in love with her…
