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Abigail POV
As Isabelle was driving me home I remembered that I had to stop at the store to get food for dinner.
"Hey can you drive me to the supermarket, I have to pick up stuff for dinner."
"Yea, sure""So are you thinking about doing the show case?" I asked her.
"I don't know, it would be something good to do but I just haven't decided yet."
"Oh..... well I hope you do, you have some amazing skills." I said to convince her more.
She laughed. "Thanks girl"
"Your welcome, anything for my Bff." I said smiling at her.
We pulled up to the supermarket and got out the car.
"Okay I think it will be better if we split up and got it done faster. So I'll go get the shrimp and vegetables while you run and get the rice and lo mein noodles."
"Sounds like a plan." Isabelle replied
We walked in and went to go get the items. I decided to get the vegetables first since they were right there when we walked in. I started to grab green peppers, a jalepeño, mushrooms and onions.
After I put them in the bag separately and tied them I went in search of the shrimp. I went up to the seafood counter and asked for one pound shrimp. The guy weighed it.
"That'll be $4.85 ma'am."
I pulled out my wallet and gave the man a five.
I grabbed the shrimp, not wanting the change.
"Keep the change." I said while walking away.
Dang.
I forgot to get some spices. I ran to the isle with the spices. Not looking to where I was going I ran into a guy and fell.
"Im so sorry." I apologized while getting off the floor.
While making sure I got everything in my hand, I heard
"No problem, I should be more careful."I looked up to see a freaking sex god smiling at me. "Oh no its my fault trust me, I should slow down sometimes."
"No prob, I cant get mad a beautiful girl such as yourself."
Wow no guy has ever called me beautiful before. I thought.
I felt a blush creep up on my face.
"Sorry again"I started walking away when he asked. "Hey do know where the meat isle is I cant find it, im kinda new to town."
"Yea sure its four more isles down on the left."
"Thanks" I heard him say as he walked off.
I stood there for another minute after I realized I was standing there I grabbed the spices I needed and went to the checkout line. I seen Isabelle coming down one of the isles towards me.
"I seen you." She said looking at me with googly eyes.
"What are you talking about?"
"You know what Im talking about, I seen the way you both looked at eat other."
"Isabelle I think your blowing it way out of proportion. I ran into him and apologized thats all."
"Yea, yea what ever but you can't deny he was pretty hot." She said smiling.
"What ever you say Isabelle"
We checked out and headed to my house. We pulled up in my driveway, I grabbed the bags and got out.
"You coming in?" I asked
"Nah I gotta run home and babysit Elizabeth while my parents go out tonight."
"Okay see you tomorrow." I waved goodbye and headed inside to start dinner.
I walked in the house and heard my parents arguing. That's odd, I wonder whst their yelling about.
"Mom..Dad I'm home!!!"
"Ahh Abigail darling how was school."my mom asked
"It was good. This year they're hosting a show case and anyone can compete. Whoever wins gets a 500,000 scholarship to the New York school of ballet." I explained to them.
"That's great sweetie. I hope that you will be competing for the scholarship?" My dad asked
"Yea I am."
"Good" both of my parents said.
Everyone stood there awkwardly for a few seconds.
"What were you guys arguing about?"
"Oh nothing we only had a little disagreement sweetie, go ahead and start dinner." She said as she walked out of the room my dad soon followed.
Weird.
I made dinner after we ate, I went upstairs to finish some homework. After writing down my last answer on my calculus paper I layed down in my bed.
I need to get the music for my choreography. Tomorrow I should start working.
I drifted off to sleep as I planned my day out. The last thing I thought about was that guy at the supermarket.
He was pretty hot.

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Abigail's Badboy
RomanceMeet Abigail a dancer who has been dancing since the age of 3. All her life her parents have pushed to become the perfect child, the perfect dancer. All her life she been pushed to always practice, practice, practice constantly and always doing her...