"Cassidy…I want to ask you something...."
"Bill?" I asked questionably
"Would you be my girlfriend…?" He asked staring into my eyes
"Why the hell are you even asking of course I would love to be your gir-…?" BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!
"What the-" I sat up in bed fast "aw shit, that was so..." I sighed dreamily, and then glared at my alarm clock "Stupid alarm clock." I pulled the bed covers back "ugh why can't that happen to me." I thought of my dream and looked at my Tokio Hotel poster and smiled "only three days till the concert" I silently scream and got out of bed and went in to the bathroom.
I took a quick shower and got dressed in my sweat pants, a sports bra and tank and walked out while slipping my Ugg boots on. I grabbed my duffle bag with my dance gear in it and a jacket that were by the top of the stairs, and headed down stairs grabbed an apple on the way and out the door to my car. My phone rang when I pulled out of the drive way *STACY*said my caller ID. "Hey girly what's up and why are you calling me I'm going to be at the studio in two minutes."
"Well." she said acting hurt. "Can't a friend call a friend?"
"No they can't, not unless their far way and not two minutes, and you obviously want something so spill." I turned a street and stopped behind another car at a red light.
"Well, I was wondering if you could pick me up another box of powder chalk for my flats." She asked with hope in her voice.
"AGAIN! That's three this week Stacy." The light had turned green. "I know, but my new puppy thought it would be fun to eat it… I swear he'll eat anything." She wined into the phone loudly.
"Ok. But you have to pay me back, when I get to the studio this time."
"Deal, you know I love you Cass." I could hear her getting ready to hang up. "Aw shut up, see you in ten."
"Kay." she hung up
"Ok then detour." I turned my car right just barely missing the turn and pulled into our local dance shop and got out. I walked over and tried the doors…locked. "Great." I got into the car again and went to the drug store and walked in
"Hi do you guys sell those big white chalk sticks for kids?" I asked a sales person, I looked at his name tag…Jimmy. "A yes it would be in the child's toys isle five." Jimmy said pointing me in the direction,
"Thanks."I muttered and hurried to isle five.
I spotted a big box of white chalk went to the cashier paid for it along with a hammer and a newspaper I picked up along the way, and walked to my car "I hope this works I mean it was the same amount as powdered chalk."
The thing about our dance studio is that it also had a recording studio attached well only one and it was the second biggest room; I've only been in there once. Pulling into the dance studio's parking lot, I got out of my car locked it and went to the side of the building and took the chalk out along with the hammer and newspaper.
Making sure no one saw me, or was actually around I spread the newspaper on the sidewalk behind the building took the chalk out and placed it on it and took the hammer and placed it above the chalk "here goes nothing...please work." I prayed and started to hammer at the chalk little pieces flying about, after 15 minutes and almost the whole box, with one left, it started to look half way like powder. "Thank god"
I started to do the last one when I noticed a shadow come over me or should I say shadows. I stopped hammering and looked up and saw four boys around twenty years old twenty-two max, and an older guy standing behind them, all of them wearing hats and sunglasses.
"Uh." I looked at the hammer and the once chalk sticks, now converted to powder Stacy wouldn't think to differ. I looked back up at the boys "Can you guys do me a favor whoever you are, and not tell anyone about this, I think it would sound a bit odd…thanks ." I picked up the hammer put it in my dance bag picked up the newspaper carefully and dumped the chalk powder into the chalk box put the lid back on it, took the label off of it put it in the bag threw the newspaper in the garbage next to the backdoor, opened the door and left.
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I had just stepped through the door to the studio when my best friend Stacy appeared out of nowhere with her hair in messy pony-tail, and a scowl on her face.
"Cassidy It's been like an hour, Where the hell where you?!" She said as I walked passed her.
"Hello to you to." I dropped my bag on the ground by the back and looked my friend.
"Well?" she stood with both hands on her hips.
"Jeez sorry I had made another stop… now where's my money?"
"Pushy."
I rolled my eyes.
"Here… and my chalk?"
I took the money and took chalk from out of my bag "Here."
"Than- hey this isn't my chalk." She said giving me a pointed look.
I sighed. She just HAD to be smart today "Sorry Stac the dance shop was closed for un-known reasons, so I had to do it myself with a hammer the Sunday times and chalk sticks. But it was the same amount so don't expect to get your money back."
She laughed "OhMyGod I wish I could've been there… oh well chalk is chalk come on."
I grabbed my apple as walked to the center of the room sat down next to Stacy and started to stretch while eating my apple. "So are you still coming to the concert?"
"DUH! I wouldn't miss it even if that guy from Saw came and ripped of both my legs." She said looking at me with a 'Why-would-you-even-ask-that' face.
"Wow." I said taking another bite.
"Yeah."
"So you want to see a movie tonight I hear The Blind Side is good." I crossed my legs in front of me and looked at her.
"Seriously?"
"No."
"We could rent a movie." She said as she worked her legs into front splits.
"Or we could just have an argument on whose cuter Tom or Bill...but there twins so I don't know if it's possible."
"No Georg is the definitely the cutest."
"Twins."
"Georg."
"Twins."
"Georg."
"Georg."
"Twins."
"HA!" I smirked at her.
"Shit." she muttered
" Ha-ha." I said. I the door and looked over to see Mike the guy who owns the studio, at the door.
"Girls why are you just sitting there, get dancing." He scolded us.
"Now Mike do you really want to be responsible for us if we pull a muscle and…never dance again. Then what will you do. Hmmm?" Stacy replied raising an eyebrow.
I chuckled and added "Yeah mikey we are after all, basically the only people who come here without us you would be doomed.
"Not anymore. We have four new people."
Stacy asked curiously. "Really who?"
"Hey guys come over here for a sec." he called down the hall. A second later four boys walked up to Mike's side. The same boys I had seen earlier.