Dancing with the Star

Chapter 33

"I'm safe!" I kiss Derek as we get in the car. "One week closer to proving Len wrong! I can totally win this whole competition!" Derek smiles "Yeah, you could win if I wasn't on the show! I'm totally gonna win like I do every season." "Don't get to cocky buddy!" I buckle me seat belt up.

We get home and Derek pulls out a blue print. "Come here!" Derek drags me into the kitchen. He sits me down at the table and slams the blue print in front of me. "Look...." I give him a scared look and I start to open the blue print. I see that it's a blue print of the potential main floor of our new house. "We can make any changes we'd like" he stares at the blue print with me. "Ok, pass me that pen!" I point to the red pen that's on the island.

I take the pen and start scribbling all over the blue print. "You know I already made changes before I shows you this." He says to me. I raise an eyebrow at him. "Yeah then you told me I could make any changes I wanted." He glares at me for a second "you know what! You're right." "Yeah, when am I not right?" I joke around. I close the pen back up and sit back and stare at the blue print again. "Perfect!" I fold up the blue print. "Thanks" I kiss him. I start to walk away but I can tell he's starting at me. "Wait!" He calls out. "Where are you going?" "Upstairs....." I keep on walking. "I'm coming with you!" He scrambles up from the kitchen chair and chases me upstairs.