7: Ballet Recital

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" Gwen, I need advice." Penny strolled up to her locker.

" How desperate are you?" Gwen cocked an eyebrow.

" Funny. Seriously though." Penny stated.

" What's up?" Gwen threw her bag over her shoulder, closing her locker.

" I think I like Roman." Penny started.

" And this is news how?" Gwen laughed.

" What do I do? I'm not good at emotions." Penny replied.

" Ask him out. Break the standards." Gwen chuckled.

" Not helping." Penny elbowed her lightly.

" Or, you can do what I'm doing." Gwen added.

" And what's that?" Penny questioned.

" Waiting until Steve Trevor becomes a real person or Chris Pine comes to his senses." Gwen shrugged.

" Isn't he like....forty?" Penny knit her eyebrows

" Age is just a number!" Gwen exclaimed.

" Why did I come to you for advice?" Penny asked.

" Because I'm amazing." Gwen stated.

" Thanks." Penny deadpanned.

" Invite him to your recital tonight." Gwen suggested.

" With what ticket?" Penny asked.

" You Uncle Nick's." Gwen replied.

" You mean your ticket?" Penny said dryly.

" I'll have a family emergency." Gwen shrugged.

" Nice." Penny deadpanned.

" Hey guys." Roman jogged over.

" Roman wanna go to Penny's ballet recital?" Gwen asked quickly.

" What?" He blinked.

" That was blunt." Penny commented.

" Penny's ballet recital is tonight and they happen to have an extra seat. Oh, look at the time. I've gotta go. Bye!" Gwen ran off.

" What just happened?" Roman asked.

" I'm not entirely sure." Penny muttered.

" So, you coming?" Penny looked at Roman expectantly.

" I'll be there." He grinned.

oOOo

" Mommy, I can't do it." Ana sighed.

" Can't do what?" Bexley cocked an eyebrow, Jackie on her hip as she moved around the kitchen.

" My ballerina bun, it's not working." Ana stared at her hairbrush dejectedly.

" Want help?" Penny strolled out her bedroom, hair and make up done.

" Yes please." Ana nodded. Penny stood behind her sister, gathering her long blonde hair into a ponytail. Ana had always looked more like Bexley, all aside from her smile, which was all Josh.

" Penny, your dad wants to know your favorite flowers." Bexley looked at her phone.

" You guys don't have to get me flowers." Penny shook her head.

" She likes peonies, lilac, and lavender." Ana answered for her.

" Thank you." Bexley called.

" You're not gonna ask me my favorite flowers?" Ana pouted.

" Tulips, specifically white ones." Bexley smirked.

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