Rileys pov
After rehearsals miss Kate tells us all to meet her at Squeezed. I'm going down there with James, his arm over my shoulder. We sit on the couch. West is next to him and Chloe's next to me. Miss Kate decided that since regionals was coming up, we would have a sleepover at her house tomorrow. Everybody was excited. Especially me. A troupe doesnt know that we're official, and tomorrow night would be the perfect opportunity.
"Jay, can you have dinner at my place today, so that you can meet my parents." I whisper to James, looking away from Kate.
"Kay, princess." He whispers back, still staring at Kate. "What time?"
"7:30." I reply, blushing at the cute nickname.
He opens his mouth to say something when Miss Kate glares at us. I didn't know what they were talking about now, but I'm sure Emily would tell me later. James smiles to Miss Kate and nods reassuringly. He sighed and continued.
James pov
It's 7:00 and almost time for me to meet Riley's parents. I want to make a good impression and to not be late. So I put on a blue button up shirt and a black vest with blacks jeans. I comb my hair, put on my dark blue converse and drive off.
When I pulled up at Riley's driveway it was 7:28. I had to wait a couple minutes because some people consider it rude to come early, I don't know how picky her parents are. But its better to play it safe. That is how much I care about Riley, she is that special. I alsk stopped on my way and got her a boquet of roses and some chocolates too, just to make it clear that I love her. Cliche, but still, who doesn't live some chocolates? When it turns 7:30, I walk up to her doorstep and knock. I was greeted by a beautiful Riley. Wearing an incredible red dress, she looks perfect as always. Her short hair was curled and pinned back, and she only applied light make up. In other words, she was gorgeous.
Rileys pov
James knocks at the door at exactly 7:30. I'm impressed and amused, I never thought he would take this so seriously. I open the door for him and escort him to our living room. He hands me a bouquet of roses and heart-shaped chocolates, I smile at the cliche gifts and pull him into a hug.
"Cheesy." I whisper in his ear.
"But you love it anyway." He whispers back. I giggle.
We pull away and I gently nod. He gives me a smile and a small smirk.
"This is my mother, Colette." I say. He shakes her hand.
"Lovely to meet you." He said with a smile.
"And my father, John." He shakes my dad's hand.
"Good afternoon, sir." He spoke to which my dad just nodded.
We sat at the living room and all three of them exchange small talk until Emily walks in.
"And you know Emily." I say, laughing. He shakes her hand akwardly.
