To Harper
It's not a very good
photo as it's of her
back, but here's one
of her in her ballerina
outfit.

To Noah
Oh my gosh!
She's an absolute
sweetheart!!

To Harper
Yeah, she's something.
Her dance school is
putting on a show soon.
You should come.

To Noah
No, I couldn't.
She doesn't even
really know me.

To Harper
It would be a great
chance for her to get
to know you.

To Noah
I'll think about it.
Plus I may even be
working that day.
When is it?

To Harper
You won't be.
It's Friday night,
sometime around 7

To Noah
I may have to
pick up an extra
shift so I'll get
back to you.

To Harper
Okay, just let
me know.

I was so involved in texting Noah I hadn't even noticed that time.

"Harper! We gotta go or we'll be late!" Damon called out.

Guess it was a good thing I was already ready.

"Sorry, coming!"

And with that I rushed out of my room and into the car Damon had already started.

. . .

"So what's going on between you two?" Rosabelle asked me. We were currently on our break and eating a quick snack in the performers dining hall.

"I don't know. We haven't really talked about what we are. He invited me to go to his sisters dance show on Friday though."

"Are you going? You have to go! Ava, Mia, and I need our ship to sail."

"Seriously. You guys have already shipped us together?"

"Yes we have!" Mia announced as she took the seat right next to me. "I assume we're talking about flirter boy and Harper."

"His name's Noah," I said.

"I know, but I like flirter boy better."

I rolled my eyes, laughing. "Okay then. But you think I should go?"

"Definitely."

"Go where?" Ava asked, joining us at our table.

"Flirter boy invited Harper to go with him to his sister's dance recital," Rosabelle answered.

"Oh you have to go!" Ava exclaimed, clearly excited. Mia nodded in agreement.

"Okay, okay. I'll go."

"Text him right now. So we know you're not just saying that to make us happy."

I pulled out my phone and went to messages before tapping on our recent messages.

To Noah
I would love to go
to your sister's
dance recital with you.

I pressed send before putting my phone away, finishing my sandwich as it was almost time for me to get back to work.

. . .

It was Friday night and I was currently getting ready to go to a little girls dance show. Having absolutely no clue on what to wear, I pulled out my phone and dialed Noah's number.

"Hey Princess, what's up?"

"I have absolutely no clue on what to wear. What do I wear?"

"Doesn't matter to me. You look beautiful in everything."

"Noah, come on," I laughed. "What do I wear?"

"I dunno. A dress I guess?"

"Great. Thanks for the help," I mumbled sarcastically.

"You're welcome, babe."

"You know I was being sarcastic, right?"

"I do."

"Okay. See you tonight."

"See you tonight, Princess."

After I hung up I yelled for Damon.

"What's up?"

"I need you to help me pick out a dress for tonight as I have absolutely no idea what to wear."

"Alright then. Let's look and see whatcha got."

-

After hours of sorting through dresses and shoes and doing my hair and make up, I was finally ready to go. Grabbing my purse, I said goodbye to Damon before walking out of our apartment and to my car.

Noah had already sent me the address of the dance studio so I plugged it into the GPS on my phone and went on my way, my heart racing the entire time.

I wasn't exactly sure what to think was going to happen, but I knew for a fact I wasn't ready to meet his sister as myself. But the time was coming, whether I was ready for it or not.

. . .

sorry for such the long wait. i sort of lost inspiration but am slowly gaining it back.

unfortunately i don't think this story will last much longer though, maybe at least three or four more chapters.

please remember to comment and vote as it really does help. thank you (:

- emma