THANKS SO MUCH FOR READING! I'm sorry it seems short, when I write it in my notebook it comes out to two pages and my handwriting isn't big. Everyone's reviews and being put on story alerts means so much to me. And yes, their ship name would be Nosey ;) On to the second chapter!
Oh and I forgot to say before but I own nothing, blah blah blah, if I did, Riker Lynch would be locked in my dorm room right now. Reviews and constructive criticism is welcomed! :D
Walking into the big building was like déjà vu. Everything was so antique-like, giving off that old-world vibe. It reminded her of the old mansions in London. Although she loved the feeling and vibes of the ancient buildings, nothing could compare to walking through Dalton and hearing voices vibrating through the walls. She paused in her movements, a smirk gracing her features. She turned her head slowly towards the alcove she stopped in front of. Quickly recognizing it as the infamous choir common room, she glanced at Nick before laughing, letting go of his hand and bounding down the small set of steps.
She paused in front of the doors, her hand hesitating upon the doorknob. With it being a few years she was in that room, with those boys, she was nervous. Questions ran through her mind; would they still remember her? Would they be mad she left with such a lame goodbye? Those questions were pushed from her mind when she felt a hand on hers. Face growing warm, she looked up, a smirk evident on Nick's face. "You have to turn the handle to go in." His hand gripped hers, turning the handled and pushing the door open.
The scene was like right of her dreams. All the dancing and singing and laughing made it seem like she never even left. She was so immersed in her thoughts it took her a moment to realize the music had stopped, all eyes on her. She flushed under the sudden attention, waving sheepishly at everyone. "Uh… hi?" She shrugged her shoulders, her mind drawing a blank as to what to say.
And then, in a single second, the laughter was back. She was overwhelmed by everyone's greetings, hugging her till she practically couldn't breathe. After a few moments of insanity things seemed to calm down. She found herself being pulled towards the side of the room, stopping in front of a table. With a soft laugh she sat on top of the council table, feeling at home for the first time in years.
Her head swirled with all the noise being permitted throughout the tiny room. Laughter ran out, voices overlapping as Rose struggled to understand everyone. It soon got too aggravating for her, bowing her head in embarrassment. She reached over, grabbing the gavel from infront of West. Giggling at his shocked expression, she banged it on the desk. She kicked her legs back and forth, giddy as silence fell upon the room. "Much better. Here, don't have a heart attack now." She handed Wes his gavel, rolling her eyes at his sigh of relief. She looked around the room at the mass of Warblers, all enthralled by what she could possibly say next.
"So. I've missed you guys. A lot." She finally said after a moment, her voice cracking at the end. She had promised herself not to cry or show any signs of tears, but that promise seemed to soon be broken.