Noelle | ongoing

Chapter 7

I'm in my parent's living room...of their new house. In New York, It's been 4 days since they arrived here, which means it's Friday. I completed all my classes including Mrs. Dumont's. To catch you guys up I'll give you a rundown of the last 4 days.

After class on Monday, I picked up my parents and sister from the airport. They directed me to the house that I'm in now. I had no clue they were moving out here, I almost shed a tear when they told me (not literally). Nadia told us that where she dances is shut down at the moment for remodeling, so she'll be out here for a few months.

On Tuesday Hero and I met up an hour before the class to practice, we decided to make our dance about 30 seconds. I have to admit he cannot do even the simplest of dances, good thing he's strong so most of the performance consisted of him lifting me. His footwork is alright, better than what it was when I first met him.

Wednesday through Thursday Hero and I practiced. Avery and I have also been packing up our dorm room because my Dad got us an apartment off campus that we'll be moving into on Saturday.

Now that brings us to today, Hero and I performed our dance and we'll be able to check our email for our grade sometime tonight, I think we did well. My phone rings in my pocket, I take it out and it says unknown number.

"Hello?"

"Hi Noelleee."

"Hero?"

"Yes, and before you ask me how I got your number, I'm not supposed to tell you."

I only ever talk to one person.

"Was it Avery?"

"Yes- I meant no." He clears his throat, "I meant no."

"Mhm sure, is there something that you wanted?"

"Um...no, just letting you know his is my number I guess."

"Alright, then I'm going to han-"

"Wait," he cut me off, "Are you coming to the football game tomorrow? Possibly...please."

Well after moving into our new apartment Avery and I will have nothing better to do. I know nothing about football besides catching, running, and touchdowns. The only positions I know of are wide receiver and quarterback.

"I'll go...if you help Avery and I move out of our dorm."

***

9:34 am, Avery and I are putting the rest of our stuff in boxes. Hero and Parker should arrive in a bit.

"Can you come with me today, to the game?" I say to Avery while taping up my last box.

"The football game? I didn't know you were going."

"Yeah, I told Hero I'd go if he helped us move."

"Oh you're just making him work for it huh," she smirked.

I roll my eyes at her.

There's a knock on the door, I open it to Hero and Parker.

Hero is wearing a superman shirt, I find that very funny considering that I called him superman a while ago. Parker looks nice, I never said he had to help, I'll just assume Hero asked him. They're both similar in height with Hero slightly taller. His name is stupid, Hero. If anything his parents should have named him Clark and made his middle name Kent.

I don't have a superman obsession, alright it's just Hero for some odd reason reminds me of him. Maybe it's the fact that superman is a hero and Hero's name is just...Hero. Then again I could have picked any other superhero.

"Hi Noelleee." Hero pokes my arm.

Did he just poke me? I squint my eyes and wrinkle my nose staring at him, my mouth is slightly open as I am confused. He also gave me the slightest bit of second-hand embarrassment.

"Hi," I say back, "Hi Parker."

He hugs me.

"What can we help with first," Parker asks.

***

"Nooo, give me that," Hero takes the box out of my hands.

"Hm that's nice," I say.

"Well," he places the box on our new kitchen counter, "I try."

Something tells me this boy is not going to give up. Honestly sucks for him because I'm not the slightest bit amused by his presence yet. So far every time I hear his voice I quite literally want to rip my hair out.