Dancing through the notes of life

cookies+cupcakes-Chapter 4

Miss Sylvia gave me the address to Caleb's house so that I could pick him up and it turns out he didn't live that far from me.

I knocked on his door and waited for a reply.

"One minute!"

I huffed and waited for what seemed like centuries sat on his front porch. I checked my watch to see that it had been precisely 2 minutes.

I may be overreacting with the time but not only are me and Caleb going to the same school, we are going to have to start planning for the assessment before school.

Finally, the door opened and I raced back onto my feet, "it's about time you know," I started walking away from his house "come on we are going to be late."

With no effort needed, he catched up to me "I'm sorry, but if we had planned this meeting up sooner than midnight" he looked at me; dark circles under his eyes, "then I wouldn't have to rush like that."

Ok maybe it was partly my fault for calling him at midnight but I was determined to get an astounding grade for my assignment.

We stopped at a small vintage building and without asking I pushed Caleb into it. At first, he was confused for why I was doing this, but his priceless reaction had said everything needed to say.

"Woah. This is just... Amazing!" He blinked a few times -more than necessary- and began to walk around the shop.

Taking in the smell of sugar, spice and everything nice; feeling the heat radiating from the fresh batch of cookies. The inside of the bakery in contrast to the outside of it, there was a tremendous difference.

A man walked over to us, "good morning Victoria, how are you? are you well? Is your mum well? Would you mind giving these to her as a gift? You can have some of the cookies too. Nothing special."

"Dad-" I exagerated at him until Caleb cut me off. He excitedly shook my dad's hands "I'll take everything you have!" He said as he inhales the aroma surrounding him.

My dad looked as confused and concerned as me.

I discreetly slid towards Caleb and aimed as close to his ear as possible, "We don't have that sort of money Caleb." I explained as I smiled and accepted my father's gift.

My mum and my dad had divorced three years ago when I was twelve years old. My dad said he just didn't feel a connection anymore... However, I guess now he changed his mind and tried to win mom's heart back. Tragic.

"I have given you every cookie and cupcake I had created in that basket."

"Thanks, Dad-"

"make sure she gets to it before a wolf does!" He awkwardly laughs and rubs his neck. I hurriedly push Caleb out of the shop while he was daydreaming.

"He seemed like a nice guy.-"

"You're just saying that because he has a bakery, no discounts included" I teased

He snaps his fingers, " aw man". I laugh along with him.

***

After an awkward conversation on the way to the dance studio, that included dad jokes and puns, we made it to the room I had rented the day before. I dropped all my stuff and run to the middle of the room in excitement.

"You seem happier than before," He exclaimed as he followed to where I am sat. "what's got you in the mood? I'd love to know." He moved closer. He smells of cinnamon

I moved slightly away and cleared my throat, "I don't know I guess I just act differently than usual when I'm here," I glid my fingers delicately on the floor, I felt nostalgic, "I've been at this studio since I was three."

He stared intensely at me and nodded. I clear my throat again, "what should the theme be? I was thinking something action like... Can you do acro?" I fidgeted whilst waiting for his answer.

"Yes I can, also I like the idea of doing an action themed assessment."

I smiled at him and then he smiled at me until we both realised that it was getting really awkward, which we then proceeded to look away.

This cycle kept on going throughout our dance practice; I felt weird, yet I kept glancing at him. Even when I didn't need to.

This isn't like me.