A/N: I apologise for any mistakes!
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"You've gotta be shitting me"
I cannot believe Noah and I actually switched our bags by accident. How could I let this happen? I am actually pissed off right now, it's not even funny.
Suddenly, I hear my phone ringing. Thank God it's Noah face calling me. Maybe he has noticed our little incident already too.
I pick it up.
"Noah did what I think happened happen?" I question, even despite knowing the answer and placing my phone against my pillow, just so I can see him and vice versa.
"I think it did" He seems to be in his bedroom too.
I sigh and pause "How did that even happen?" I am so annoyed right now that I am forgetting about... you know... my crush for Noah.
"For one, our bags look the same. For two, maybe it was when we were outside chatting after rehearsal."
"Oh yeah? Maybe if you hadn't decided to buy the same bag as mine this wouldn't have happened and maybe we wouldn't be having this conversation right now" I may sound mad, but deep inside I am happy that at least now I have an excuse to talk to him.
"So it's my fault?"
I sigh again "I'm not even going to answer that."
"Fine then how about I check your bag?" He teases. I am pretty sure that his favourite hobby is teasing me...
"What? That's a total invasion of privacy." I oppose.
"So what do we have here?" He starts searching inside my bag, to which I roll my eyes.
"Noah there's nothing special inside my bag but go off" I shrug.
"Alright so... we have" he pauses "your dance clothes, a towel, shampoo... pretty boring" He pauses yet again "Tampons.. Oh then that's why you're so grumpy" He jokes.
"I just am a prevented person" I explain. I don't know why boys immediately assume that girls are on their periods just because they're in a bad mood. I mean, Mr. Iván - our new baby ballet teacher - is always grumpy yet that doesn't mean he has a period or anything, does it?
"Deodorant, and.. a black lace bra" he smirks, making me go red. I swear when he gives me that look I go weak.
"Are you finished?" I try changing the subject.
"Pretty much"
"Well.. now, considering you looked into my bag, I am gonna look into yours" I sarcastically smile.
"Dance clothes, towels, a body wash, shampoo..." I am loving going through his stuff - they smell like him "And that's about it."
"Shakes & Ladders?" He suggests.
"Meet you there in five" I agree.
"Ight, see you" He winks before hanging up, making me smile once again.
I get up, spray a bit of my perfume and quickly fix my bra before grabbing on his bag and leaving the house.
Arriving at Shakes & Ladders, I see there aren't many people in here. I believe B-Troupe is still rehearsing as they have this competition coming up next week. I look around and as I walk fowards I feel a finger poking me on the right side of my waist, making me jump. I hate it when people tickle me.
"Hey"
I turn around and see it's Noah. I immediately smile shyly.
We smile at each other for a couple of seconds, but then I shake my head and hand his bag to him.
