Friends
"Would you like to come over to work on that this weekend?"
"Come over?" she asked, confusion covering her face. In all ten years of her educational career, she had never been invited to anyone's house for any reason whatsoever.
"Yeah, to my house. We could work out the kinks of our scene and have it ready for practice on Monday."
"A-alright. When?" She asked, looking up from the piano bench to where Ryan had moved to lean against the instrument itself.
"Saturday. Noon. See you then, Kels." The blond flashed a bright, white smile and left Kelsi stunned. Kels? That sounded like a name a friend would use. Was it possible that she had one? She smiled to herself and played a few notes on the piano. A friend.