Prima Ballerina(#Wattys2015)

Mall

"Motorcycle's in the parking lot
Revving their engines and it just won't stop
Matches the noise screaming in my head
Houston I think we got a problem"

I am listening to Ave Mary A by Pink when my phone gets a text.

It's from Cameron.

*Hey how about tomorrow night at eight? We could go to that new Italian place the built across town I heard they have some killer ravioli.*

I chuckle as I reply. Italian Miss Lara would kill us for eating something so unhealthy.

*Miss Lara will kill us.....I always loved bad boys.*

It toke a while before he responded, like he was deciding what to say.

*So eight? You like bad boys guess I gotta get myself a leather jacket.*

*Eights fine. A leather jacket? Kinda cliche is it not?*

He doesn't respond which leads me to believe he would be showing up for our date dressed like a member of a motorcycle gang or something.

As I consider calling him I get another text.

It was from Katie.

*Meet me at the mall in thirty*

Looks like I am gonna have to get dresses today after all. I pop back some Ibuprofen while staring in the mirror and I notice that I had muscles. Like muscles you could actually see. I had always had muscles but I had never had muscles that were so obvious. It was amazing. Maybe all that dancing was doing some good, even if it was ruining my social life as long as making me three weeks behind on all her summer TV shows.

As I walk into the mall I spot Katie flirting with a guy at the counter of the nearest restaurant, the restaurant's name was in Spanish so I had no idea what it said. I hang back and watch her at work observing how she manipulated the guy to do her every bidding, almost."Well I gotta go here's my number, call me" she says giving him a piece of paper and a flirtatious wave. "Did you really just give a complete stranger your number?" I ask while we start walking towards H&M which was right next to the restaurant."Hell no, I am not stupid. I use a fake number I memorized for some weird reason. I give it to every guy I flirt with who I am actually not interested in." she says picking out a cute shirred sports top. "Do you know who is on the other end?" I ask. She snorts before answering " No. I don't care who is on the other end but I can imagine the person on the other end thanks me for sending so many cute boys her way". I kinda wonder why my best friend ended up being a total flirt when I had never kissed a boy.... well other than Cameron. Do pecks on the lips that last for less than a second count? I don't know.

I sigh as I remember that I need a new outfit for tomorrow all of my clothes fit wrong now. "Katie here is your mission... One outfit for an Italian dinner with Cameron tomorrow which means no white or light colors. Spaghetti sauce stains." I say she squeals before dragging me into a hundred and one different stores. In the end I ended up with about a half a dozen outfits (which I had no idea if I had enough money in my bank account to pay for all of them). The outfit I would be wearing tomorrow however was a low cut jumpsuit that had no straps a tiered necklace and golden hoop earrings with heels so high I felt like I was gonna fall over. We go to get some late dinner (it was already nine. Sheesh we started Shopping at around noon). When I stop on my tracks looking at Cameron leaving the mall with a girl right next to him. He leaned into her and said something I could not make hugged her and left the girl going with him. "Oh Penn I am so sorry" says Katie looking at me with sad eyes "I thought you two were going out tomorrow? What happened".

"Nothing happened." I say then I turn on my heels and leave.