He continues to stare as the young girl hums quietly, while keeping her eyes locked on the book in her hands. At the sound of his footsteps, she suddenly stops reading only to look up and let out a squeal, one that he found adorable. Her already rosy cheeks become even brighter. "Hello." He melts at the sound of her angelic voice and says his next words carefully, softly. "Hi sweetheart." She tilts her head to the side as he unknowingly stares at her with a certain longing. "Who are you?" "I'm Seth. What's your name?" He questions, taking a step into her room. She grins, causing two cute dimples to appear on her cheeks. "Daisy." ~ In which Seth Andrews, who is usually quiet and brooding, becomes captivated by his best friends little sister, Daisy Miller, who believes everyone has at least a little good in them.

Hi, I'm Estella Blakely. My life revolves around ballet. All I know in life are 9-6 rehearsals on the weekends, staying up all night sewing pointe shoes, and trying to make ends meet with my extra job; which means I don't have time for boyfriends. None. Zip. Nada. Then, Kayden Monroe happens. Kayden Monroe. The annoying, cold, jerk that I've been having to deal with for three years. Being one of the only males in the company, I'm forced to take class with him every single day. Ever since he called me an undeserving, ungrateful, little girl in front of the whole company, I haven't been able to stand his presence next to me without wanting to strangle him. On top of that, all of his taunts and barbs thrown across the studio makes him even more unstandable. The worst part? He doesn't ever pick on anyone else. Just me. But get this, it doesn't just stop there. Nutcracker season is coming up, and my best friend, Emma, who had the role of the Sugar Plum fairy, accidentally breaks her leg two weeks before the show, leaving Kayden, playing the role of the Sugar Plum's partner in the show, in desperate need of a partner. After spotting all of the eviction warnings stuffed in my dance bag, that arrogant jerk offers me a "once in a lifetime" deal: be his partner, and he'll help me find a new apartment and pay for my rent for the next two years. And you know what I did? Me, being my extremely smart self, accepted. Now that rehearsal has started, I can't help but wonder if I made the right decision. Is it worth it having to deal with that pain in the ass if it means I can keep my apartment?