021. thats a bit too close for 'just friends'!

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'reflections'
act two.

chapter twenty-one: that's a bit too close for 'just friends'!

"something happens and i'm head over heels!"- head over heels, tears for fears

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"something happens and i'm head over heels!"
- head over heels, tears for fears

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THE ONLY TYPE OF DANCING VIENNA HAD EVER DONE WAS IN HER ROOM LISTENING TO A TAYLOR SWIFT SONG.

She wasn't a dancer by any means, but maybe today that would change.

It was the time of year where summer bowed its head and gave way to fall; warm gusts of wind blowing as the last of the summer sun tucked itself in for the year.

The back deck had a nice view of the sunset. Fall was Vienna's favorite season, though she did love summer.

She was soaking up the last few rays, and the last summer sunset of the year.

Lia chose the music, something loud, exciting. Something that just screamed 'celebration'. Because Lia knew just how to celebrate, that was one of the first things she learned about the girl when she moved in. She'd thrown a somewhat welcome party for Vienna when she first moved in, and it had been the most fun Vienna had had in years.

About a month ago, the two girls moved out of their individual rooms to share just as Sloane and Cassie do. Judd had said something about needing more room for storage, but the two girls didn't mind. They'd had a little celebration on their first night together, and they'd been told to shut up by nearly everyone in the house at one point.

As Lia turned on some early 2000's club-like music, a smile crept onto Vienna's face.

"What are you smirking about over there?" Lia asks as she turns up the music.

"Good music choice." Vienna smiles. "But maybe you could turn on some Gracie Abrams?"

Lia chuckles. "Tough Love is our song, alright? Later tonight." She confirms.

Vienna smiles at the black-haired girl as Michael, Sloane, and Cassie walk out onto the patio.

"Are you ready to party or what?" Michael looks at Vienna, who was still sitting comfortably in her chair.

"I don't know, Townsend, are you?"

"Stand up, Vienna." He laughs, grabbing her by the arms and pulling her to her feet.

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