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{March 2004 Wood Residence Wyckoff, New Jersey Nick-11|Melissa- 9}
The two young lovebugs were always together, no matter if they were at home, or at school. You couldn't get the two of them to separate from one another.
When you think about it, the way they acted with one another... people think that they were together. I mean, technically they were; but in reality they weren't.
"Do you think that the record deal people will get back to you guys?" Melissa asked Nick as they sat on the couch in her house.
He sat there, the goofy grin he usually had, placed on his face, "I honestly don't think so. I mean, I don't have that much credibility, I've only been in a few musicals..." he said, looking over at his best friend.
She sighed, "Yeah, Nicky... a few Broadway musicals. Not every 11 year-old can say they have experienced what you have." she said softly, and reached over for his hand and held it gently in her small one.
"Okay, yah... I get what you are saying. I have done a lot with those types of musicals... seen and done a lot of things that other kids my age haven't." he replied, holding onto his best friend's hand softly. "What if the execs say I'm too young? For me to come back in a few years when I have matured?" he questioned, looking at the whole situation in a entirely different light.
"That won't happen... you are amazing and so beyond talented, that they will have to give you a chance." the brown-eyed girl tried to convince him. Nick's hands were shaking and his breathing was becoming heavy from the internal fear.
"You think so?" he whispered, looking into her eyes; seeing hope and encouragement in them.
"I know so." she replied, leaning over and kissing his cheek lightly. When her lips pressed against his skin, a small spark caused the two of them to gasp. As she pulled away, a deep blush creeped up on her pale cheeks, "I...I" she whispered.
A minute or two later, Melissa's mom came in, interrupting the two of them. In her hands was a small platter that had lemonade and snacks for the two young kids, "okay Melissa, stop psyching him out, he will get the record deal. I bet you, but here's some snacks. Oh, Nicholas, your mom called and said that she wants you home in a few hours." Cindy explained, setting down the platter than smiled at the two.
They kept on making the puzzle they had started that day, talking and snacking as they worked. Nick kept sneaking glances at the young girl, a grin on his face. Now that he was older, he understood why his cheeks burned every time Melissa was mentioned, or the butterflies that erupted in his tummy every time he looked at her.
