"Have y'all talked lately? ", Mitchie ask impaitionatly at the Barre during pointe class. "Yepo", I wink and complete our final exercise.
Grabbing my bag, Mitchie follows me outside. "IS HE PICKING YOU UP?" I shake my head before wincing at my side and
I hit her on the shoulder and laugh."Nope. I'm walking."Mitchie follows me to my house asking various questions about Thomas.
"Don't say a word about him when we enter this house.", I say before opening the door.
Thomas sits on the couch reading a book and gives me a big smile when I walk in."Shandra! I didn't know you were a ballerina!"
I gesture to my leotard and tights, "Well, I guess you do now."
Mitchie kicks me in my ankle and I swing at her. She screams as she dodges my punch and lands on the floor.
I roll my eyes and reach to pull my idiotic friend up but I collide with Thomas.
"OW!", I fall to the ground and land on my butt.
Mitchie bursts into laughter and i do the same.
As she stands up, she heads for the door."Enjoy you're time with the hottie!"
I stand up to slap her in her face ,but before I can touch her, my best friend's out the door.
"Well", Thomas chuckles,"Did ballet make you sore?"
I turn towards him and smile. "Yeah,"
He gives me instructions to meet him in the hot tub in 15 minutes. I did so, and in 15 minutes I had the best make out session of my life.
SO SORRY for the LATE UPDATE! I'VE BEEN BUSY.
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