Imogen's POV
"LANDOOOOONNNNN"
Dammit. What takes him so long?!
"LANDON! YOU'VE BEEN IN THE BATHROOM FOR AN HOUR. HURRRRYYYYY. I HAVE TO PISS!"
"WOMAN! PERFECTION TAKES TIME."
Pfft, perfection my ass.
"Finally.." he's out of the damn bathroom.
"Oh, don't act so happy. My process is only half way done. Witch."
"You love me!"
"Mhm."
"I can feel you glaring and it only adds to my enjoyment!"
After my wiz and shower I was ready to go to work on the routine with Landon. We got a spot at a talent competition going on at our town festival, a week from now, and we haven't even begun working on it. Not like we'd have to for long anyways. Landon and I have been partners since forever and we compliment eachother in any routine. The only problem this time, is I have to finish the project with Silas within the same time and I have no idea when that's ever going to get done. Maybe I could text him...
NO. He didn't give me his number, that would be creepy stalkerish...right? Yes! Gah! What am I thinking.
"-ogen."
"Huh?"
"I said, 'Earth to Imogen' you disappeared on me for a second there. Thinking about loverboy?"
"WHAT?! Of course not. Landon, you're crazy. I was thinking about our routine." Mostly..
"Yeah, sure you were."
"I was!"
I totally was. 100%.
"Hey, are you going to get that?"
"Get wh-"
How the hell did I not notice my phone ringing. I can be such an idiot.
"Hello?"
"Hello beautiful."
Beautiful?
"Who the hell do you think you are?"
"The man of your dreams."
"Leonardo DiCaprio?"
"No, guess again."
"Robert Sheehan?!"
"Who the fuck is Robert Sheehan?"
"How do you not know?"
"Anyway, no. Since you can't figure it out on your own, it's Silas."
"Oh, how disappointing. What do you want?"
HOLY FUCK. SILAS CALLED ME. HE HAS MY NUMBER? I'm not fangirling. Nope. Not even a little bit.
"Ouch, that hurt babe. Aren't you excited to hear from me?"
"As excited as coroner at a wedding."
What is wrong with me? I'm being such a cunt. Wait, did he just call me babe? I think I may die.
"Hilarious. Now, if you must know, I called you because I'm coming over now to work on the project."
"No you aren't."
"I'll be there in a few."
"I actually have pl-"
Oh hell no. He did not just hang up on me. I have to practice. He can't just walts in here and expect me to be waiting. What an ass! Why do I even like him? Oh, yeah, he's a male Adonis. Well, fuck Adonis. I'm going to practice.
"So, who was on the phone?"
Shit, Landon.
"Oh, uhm...Silas."
"Oooooh, loverboy coming to visit?"
"No, let's just drop it and get to work, okay?"
"Okay little miss feisty."
