Ariana's diary

Hopes again

Ariana's pov

Dance to this by Ariana Grande and Troye Sivan.

" Breath in, breath out." The instructor said as I continued my follow along routine.

" Now, go into a bow pose." She said again as I rested my chest on the floor to go into the bow pose.

" I am home." I heard someone shout in the living room.

" Mum." I said and continued my stretching.

It was a male voice. I stopped stretching and walked out of my door. There was no nobody there and the door was closed.

" Hello?" I tip toed to the door and opened it. There was nobody outside. Could it be Jake. He had been stalking me. He would do anything to get me scared.

" My Ariana." Someone said beside me as I jerked back, my hand on my chest. My heart was racing as I stared at my dad laughing at me.

" Dad? You scared me." I said and went to hug him.

" Why did you look so scared? You were not expecting me?" He said hugging me back.

" Mum told me you would be back. I forgot. I am sorry." I said with a smile.

" You forgot? I should get you out of Shell wood then."

" Why?"

" They are stressing you. My favourite won't remember the day I would arrive? Something is wrong somewhere." He said as I laughed.

" You know I have a competition this Saturday." I said as I sat down beside him

" The dance competition? Your mum talked about it. She is so happy about it."

" Not only the the dance competition. That one would come up in four months or so." I replied as he raised an eyebrow.

" It is a mathematics competition." I said as he smiled.

" Oh, I forgot you are too intelligent. "He said ruffling my hair which made me laugh.

" I know about that one too." He laughed.

" You do? Mum has been telling you a lot. "

" She calls me like every time." He said as I looked at him surprisingly.

I thought mum was always too busy to pay attention to me but she knew a lot.

" How many other things did she tell you?"

" You went to a birthday party and wore a black beautiful gown. Tell me, she didn't force you to wear it because I know you won't just wear a gown." He said.

" I wore it willingly."

" You have changed then. She also told me you got a new diary and you made a new friend."

" Who?"

" You shouldn't be asking me. You know who I am talking about." He said as I rolled my eyes.

" Isn't he your friend?"

" Maybe. We shouldn't be talking about him. You are back now. So tell me how your trip was."

" Cool."

" Cool? That is not all I want to hear. Tell me more." I nudged him.

" Come on, tell me more. I need more." I kept nudging him as he laughed.

" You didn't even let him change. So spoilt." Mum walked in with a smile on her face.

" Oh, is this planned? You came early when your husband came back. It is not fair." I frowned as they laughed together. Mum walked over to where dad was and hugged him.