MIGUELS POV
I knew I should be going back home, because Tulio is probably going out of his mind with worry, but I had to talk to the girl, I don't know why, maybe it is love, maybe it is madness.
I strummed the guitar gently, humming contently, the dancers scarf hanging around my neck , my mind buzzing with images of the girl, the bell dancer of Spain. I remembered her slim, yet muscled hourglass figure, and her glittering, emereld eyes with her flowing, thick, red hair that gleamed in the sun. I remembered the faint smell of roses that hung around her, even her scarf smelt beautifully of her enticing scent...hm, I wonder what her name is.
Suddenly I smelt that familiar rose smell and I looked up quickly. I spotted a flash of her back as she hurried down the alleyway that I came down. "Wait!" I called after her, stumbling as I hurried in my haste to get near her. "Wait!" I repeated loudly as I saw a flash of her red hair at the end of the alleyway.
I leapt out of the alleyway and spun around, puzzled. The city around me was empty of people, as it was growing dark as the sun sank down in the sky sending shining rays of dusky pink and red across the sky. Normally, I would of admired the sunset,but right now I was confused and frustrated at missing the girl dancer.
Suddenly, hands covered my mouth and pulled me behind a house. As I turned around, I was suddenly faced by a pair of blazing green eyes that glittered with annoyance. "Who are you? What do you want?" The girl asked, her eyes narrowed in suspicion. "I'm Miguel and, well, I, ur, I mean, um, I-I-I" I stuttered stupidly, unable to speak normally as her eyes burned me.
The girl sighed in annoyance, "look I don't have time for this, you've been outside my cabin all day and now you're stalking me" She said, hands on her hips. "no! I'm sorry, but don't you recognise me? At all?" I asked. The girl studied me, her eyes puzzled, until her eyes softened slightly as her eyes fell onto her scarf hanging round my neck.
"Oh yeah, you're that surprisingly good dancer I danced with today aren't you? And you play the guitar well too" She said. She stood up, "well, I gotta go" She told me, then turned away. I watched her walk away, until she turned around suddenly, "why were you waiting outside my cabin anyway?" She asked.
I smiled at her "well, your name is a good reason" She smiled back at me. "Rosabel...my name is Rosabel" She said softly, then turned and walked away, her hair the same colour of the sunset, her hips swaying softly. My eyes never leaving her.
"Rosabel" I whispered softly.
AUTHORS NOTE:
So? I quite like this chapter, and I tried to make Miguel like he is in the movie though it's kinda hard.