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"Any questions you would like to ask me?" As soon as Mr.Conrad said that mostly all the girls' hands shot up and a few boys.
"Yes, girl in the pink flowery dress." he gestured towards me and I blushed. Derek scoffed and glared a...
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Sophie's Pov.
"So... How's dance going?"
"Fine..."
"How is... photography going?"
"Alright..."
We went back and forth during the car ride home asking each other questions to stall and it was truly painful. He pulls up into my house and turns towards me.
"Thanks for driving me home," I say. He nods his head. I make an effort to leave before I can embarrass myself any further, but he actually stops me.
"Wait." I turn to look back at him while raising an eyebrow.
"Yes?" He leans in slowly before planting a kiss right on my lips.
I repeat people, right smack dab on my freaking lips!
I pull away quickly and nod my head while saying,
"Thanks!" I then practically sprint to my house as if that car was gonna explode. I don't turn to see if he pulled off or not when I get inside.
"Sophie, where were you? I had texted you earlier and I never got a response." My mom stands by the entrance of the kitchen with her hand on her hip.
"I was at a friends house, " I say and I wasn't really lying.
"Oh... okay well if you go over to a friends house and spend the night then make sure to tell me next time." She lets out a sigh and turns to go back into the kitchen. I let out a long sigh of relief and run upstairs. I close my bedroom door and jump onto my bed to smother my head into my pillow, letting out a muffled scream.
I had wanted to make it not awkward with Derek, but he had to go and kiss me.
Ugh!
I pull away from my pillow and reach over for my dance bag. Despite the splintering headache that I had, I also had to go over to the studio to practice a few of my parts. There were a few areas where I had no clue as to what my dance parts were.
I change into my dance clothes and make my way downstairs.
"You going over to the studio?" She asks me. I see dad come downstairs and grab a bagel off of moms plate.
"Bromley! I just toasted that for myself." She scolds him while shaking her head. He shrugs and gives mom a kiss on the forehead. He then pulls me in for a tight hug.
"How's my little girl doing?" He asks.
"I'm fine. I just need to practice my solo parts some more."
