Though he still didn t have a number or a last name, or really anything on this girl, Nick was estatic. She had said they were friends. Friends hang out, friends talk to each other. He was gonna get to know this girl. He would make damn sure of that. She was a fiesty one. Quick witted and snappy, nothing like any of his other friends . They were all selfobsorbed and cliche. But they were easy to get along with, so Nick stuck around. No, this friendship was gonna be different, he knew it.
Over the course of the next week Nick hadn t seen Miley, but she hadn t left his mind. He had come to the conclusion that she was avoiding him, again. But that didn t make sense , so the thought left as quickly as it came. Then on Tuesday he spotted her. Nick had been sent by his mom to go grocery shopping, a chore which he deeply disliked. As he was reaching in to pick up the milk he saw her across the way reaching for an apple. Without thinking before he did so, Nick walked right on over. Miley looked at him curiously. After a few seconds of silence, and the realization he wasn t going to start the conversation, Miley offered a Hello . Nick smiled. She wasn t running this time, Hey he replied. Not knowing where this was going Miley nodded and started to walk away. Nick panicked, What are you doing tommorow? he blurted out. Miley stopped and turned, Nothing...why? Nick hesitated. I want to take you dancing.. Startled by his proposal Miley remarked,
Dancing? Nick smiled at her surprise Yes, dancing. Like at a jazz club. Ballroom dancing. When Miley hesitated Nick grinned. Miley was confused. Ballroom dancing? He smiled What time should I pick you up? Miley chuckled at his confidence in her answer. Grabbing his arm she wrote down her number. Looking at him on last time she finished with Seven, and don t be late With that she took her apple and walked away.