DOREMIFA | luke patterson

ten | finally free

Luke and I had departed ways after leaving his parents house. He didn't leave without a complaint of how he could've just followed me if the band wasn't even together anyone. But the sight of the two ghosts and a certain curly haired girl behind the trees at his parent's house told me otherwise. I poofed back into the Johnson's dance room, cracking my neck from the sudden whiplash I got. " Ugh I can never get used to that." I groaned, rubbing my neck. I started to walk towards the stairs before I saw Peter hanging on the floor, staring right at me. " Hey, Petes. Looks like you've been waiting."

"Finally! I have been waiting for you. " Peter stood, pulling out his phone. He pressed on a video, showing me my performance from last night. " The crowd loved you. You're kinda the talk of the ballet community." He continued to look through his phone before jumping at the sound of the steps coming down the stairs. A man came in that looked similar to Peter. I'm guessing this is Dad. I never formally met him but here we are now.

" Have you called the student from Iceland?", He asked, Peter shaking his head now. He lies so effortlessly now. " Oh good because I need you to tell her this. Since she was such a favorite, I would have the pleasure to have her as the closing act for the "Frozen" show we're doing at the amphitheater."

I don't know what frozen was but I'm hoping it's not cold, but I was excited to be on stage again. I smiled gleefully at Peter whose stoic face turned into one that matched mine when he looked over at me. " Okay, I'm about to go onto a call with her so I'll tell her right now.". Peter's dad patted him on the back, " She reminds me so much of this girl who used to come to your grandma's studio. I'm glad you found natural talent just like that girl." Once he left the room, I jumped up and down excitedly. I really could've reacted earlier but Peter would've been distracted and then sent to a mental hospital because he was looking at nothing in the middle of the room. " I love you seeing you like this." He voiced as I calmed down. I tilted my head in confusion before he continued on, " I love you."

"Woah woah woah." I nervously waved my hands, " Peter... we've barely known each other for like two weeks."

"It doesn't matter. The way I feel for you is so strong that the weeks we've known each other don't matter."

" There's so many reasons the way you feel isn't right." I moved forward to put my hand in his so he can look at me. It seemed like he wasn't expecting me to straight out reject him. But when I tried slipping them in, it went right through. " Fuck." He sighed. " This is the one of the many reasons why we can't be together."

"What other reasons is there? We can work through this."

" Well... I'm not exactly alive, Peter. And I-"

" And you love Luke?"

I clicked my tongue on the roof of mouth and nodding, " Yeah." I breathed out as I backed up to give him his space. " But the way you talk about the things he does and the way he missed your performance. How can you still like him when you treats you this way?"

I sighed and shrugged, " I don't know. He may do these things now but Peter... I've known Luke for half my life. I may come to you and complain of the things he does but... do you get what I mean?"

"Do you not have any feelings towards me at all?"

" I love you... but as a friend."

Dang, how does Luke friendzone someone easily and I'm struggling right now. Peter sat back down where he was before when I came in. " I need some alone time."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay. Don't be sorry. I just need to be by myself right now."

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