Sadly, we didn't buy the pink ballet clothes because Audrey told me that she wouldn't be able to concentrate during the ballet class. So we bought the basic black shirt and black leggings instead. We thanked Mrs. Odell and headed out.
"James, can we go to my apartment first? I forgot to prepare my things for the ballet class," she sheepishly said.
"Okay, sure."
We then climbed in my motorcycle, and finally took off.
Afterwards, we reached her location. I realized I have to prepare my things too.
"Hey Audrey?" I said.
"Yes?"
"What are the things I should bring?" I asked. She then giggled.
"Well, you need to bring a towel, water, and some extra clothes. I guess that's pretty much it."
"Thank you so much. By the way, what time shall I pick you up?"
She smiled pleasantly at me and said, "4:00." I just nodded and smiled, then we both said goodbye.
Before going home, I first stopped by a grocery store and bought two bottled water and some chips for the ballet class because just in case I get hungry later. After paying, I made my way home.
When I got in my apartment, I immediately went to my closet and picked out some extra clothes, and a towel. I put out my barrel bag and placed all the things I prepared. I walked towards the living room and grabbed the shopping bag.
'Should I wear them now or later?' I asked myself. Maybe later. I then put the clothes, the two bottled water and the chips in the bag. I looked up at the wall clock and it's says 3:20. I still got time to freshen up. I walked to the bathroom then washed up my face with refreshing cold water. I brushed up my hair and checked my appearance. After a while, I grabbed my bag and made my way towards my motorcycle.
While I was riding my motorcycle, I kept thinking on how to impress Audrey. How can I impress her when I don't even know one step in ballet? I'll be so embarrassed.
I could already see Audrey waving in the distance, my heart suddenly beat fast. I could tell she's very excited. She was wearing a tight long sleeved shirt, matching white ruffled skirt with black tights under. She looked gorgeous.
"It appears you're still not wearing your ballet clothes," she giggled. I chuckled and replied, "I'll wear them later. Anyhow, you look stunning." She just looked down, and smiled.
Minutes later, we finally arrived at the place. The building was painted white, and there's this huge sign that says, "Dance Practice Place".
When we got in, a lot of people greeted us. There were people who recognized me, so they asked for an autograph. Same thing happened to Audrey. We then walked away. I just kept following Audrey. This place is larger than I expected. Later, we finally stopped in front of a door.
"You're exhausted already?" she asked, trying to avoid laughing.
"Nope," I replied.
When we walked in, everyone was stretching and doing stuffs. When they saw us, they suddenly stopped. It's like as if they saw a queen or something.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Hepburn," A middle-aged woman greeted.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Roberson. I hope it's alright if I brought my friend here."
"Oh I don't mind, darling. Does he have any experience?"
Audrey shook her head, and Mrs. Roberson just nodded. I'm toast.
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