i don't want to fall in love *Nicholas Galitzine fanfic*

Part 7

Monday morning I sat in my normal spot doodling in my sketchbook blocking out the nose from the other kids. I didn't even hear the commotion of Nick pulling out his chair next to me. I didn't know he was there until he placed his hand on my shoulder. I turned to look at him making direct eye contact and he smiled.

"Did you hear what I said?" I could hear the amusement in his voice as he said letting me know he wasn't upset.

I placed my chin in my hand "I'm sorry i didn't, i was off in another world what did you say?"I smiled at him admiring his face... oh my god what am i saying focus.

"In your own world huh? Well I asked if you wanted to practice tonight one more time since the scene is due tomorrow in class?" He raised his eyebrows in a curious manner. He bit his bottom lip a little but it was one of those things you do when you're focused on or thinking about something.

"Sure, my house again?" i was curious cause he had been over everyday this weekend so i just figured it would be over my house.

He shifted a little in his seat. He opened his mouth to speak but then the bell rang cutting him off. Mrs. Allen walked to the front of the class and told us to work with the person beside us and draw the other and to turn them in by the end of the period. Nick started working on his drawing as I did him. I looked at his eyes and his smile and knew that those would definitely be the main focal point of this portrait. I finally cleared my throat and spoke.

"So what were you going to say nick?" I quickly glanced up at him while I continued to draw.I saw him stop drawing for a quick minute glancing up at me making eye contact.

"Well i was thinking instead of your house you might want to come to mine. Get to see it from my point of view?" he said while still looking at me

"Oh, well the reason I thought it would be at my house was because when I get done dancing you could just meet me there. It would just be late when I would come by and I don't know how your parents would feel about that." I said finishing up with his face shape and working on his nose he looked at me and smirked.

"Why don't you just skip dance class?" he said that without even looking at me good thing because if he had he would have seen my shocked face, me? Skip dance. I never skip dance. This is my life, the reason I am working so hard to get to New york. He looked up at me more than likely wondering why I was so quiet.

"You alright?" he asked with a little concern in his voice

I laughed a little "well one you just asked me to skip dance class which i have never done ever not on purpose anyway. Two, i am trying to work my ass off to get into juilliards dance program so i can not fuck this up." i saw matter of factly he laughs

"You can still get into the dance school thing if you miss one class. Come on, Becca! live a little." he smiled at me. We both had stopped drawing at this point. I smiled at him and I could not believe what i was about to say.

"okay."