"Charlie, why didn't you tell me?" I fume while throwing my hands in the air. He exhales slowly while running his hands through his hair. He tugs on his bottom lip as if he's contemplating to tell me something.
"We have been dreaming about going to ABT ever since we were 11. Remember that agreement we made?" He looks down at me and I nod my head and frown at him. "Danielle I'm not going if you aren't" He says hardheartedly
"Charlie we were stupid and young! This is your chance to be something, and you aren't throwing that away because of me. I won't allow that, and besides you have a scholarship for a summer intensive. Those just don't come and go. I will happily pack your bags for you and drive you there." I smile hugging him
"When ABT comes here in 2 months and has there audition for the female scholarship, you will be the one to get it." His words are laced with confidence, I nod my head as if I'm agreeing with him, but there is this voice in my head that is laughing at him. There is this voice in my head that is telling me that I won't even last at the barre. This voice in my head is yelling "You will never get into ABT".
"I wish I were as optimistic as you" I tease sitting on my bed
"You used to be, and then you just started living up to other people's expectation" I could see where he was going with this, but he hurried and stopped himself. He knew about my eating disorder, him Julian and Dylan are the only people who knew about it. "And your mother still makes you leave the door open while I'm here" He tries to change the subject and I follow him
"She has the whole little theory that you are secretly in love with me, and that you will try something. I mean that is so elementary! You and Julian both actually" I tilt my head while furrowing my eyebrows
"Ha ha, your mother is so funny. I mean how could I be in love with Shrek?" He jokes making me gasp, I touch my chest.
"I guess that makes you my Fiona, I mean you two practically look alike at night. " I literally crack up at my own joke. Sue me for finding myself hilarious. I mean I could be a comedian like I said
"Yea and you are an ass like donkey" He fires back lame
"Oh yea and you have layers because you are an onion" I say slowly. Okay maybe I should take back the whole comedian indication and stick with being a potato.
"You are lame" He groans shaking his head
"I still make you laugh though, I mean I could be the next Kevin Heart" I shrug earning an eye roll from him
"Is it because you are almost the same height as him?" He retorts
"Oh look a Deerbra" I point at the wall making him look and I immediately laugh again. He glares at me before tackling me on the bed. I screech and yell for help
"Get off me you peasant! This is not how you treat a queen" I say in my best British accents
"Would you like me to show you how a queen should be treated?" He questions. Now normally I wouldn't be affected by any of this, but his comment makes me blush.
"Unless you like kinky stuff" I hum
"How kinky do you like it?" He grins obviously amused by this
"Hmm, I like to put porcupine needles on my whips" I wriggle my brows and wink at him
"That's all good, hmm how about I put nails on my face and you sit on it?" He adds making me laugh
"You are repulsive" I shove him away from me
"So I'm guessing you didn't enjoy 50 shades?" He inputs
"Where in the hell did someone sit on nails Charlie?" I ask a little too loud
"Oh I didn't say 50 shades of Grey, I was thinking 50 shades of Ryder" He winks at me I narrow my eyes at him. Again why am I friends with him?
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A little glimpse of their friendship
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Obsessed with Perfection
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