It took four weeks for Ellen to finally get her cast from her ankle removed. She was ecstatic, bouncing off the walls practically. The doctor had to make sure to still her as they cut it off. Of course, it felt weird and cold, she had gotten used to the cast. But she didn't care, Ellen had got it off! She could walk normally again.
"Now, I don't suggest standing up right-" the doctor was cut off by Ellen standing up abruptly then stumbling over, knocking something down as her father steady her. "Now, you'll need to take it slow, meaning no practice until you're used to not having your cast on."
Ellen frowned, but agreed to what the doctor was saying anyways.
"How does it feel to have your cast off?" Emma, a girl who had miraculously danced her way into hers (well, mainly Noah's) life asked. "Amazing," Ellen replied, "My leg feels so much lighter with the cast off." Emma smiled and nodded at her, "I bet it does."
"But my nose does hurt sometimes, and the bruises are still fading."
"Well, you did break your nose."
Ellen rolled her eyes, "Well I knew that. I'm just saying that it hurts like hell." Emma let a 'mhm' "So you talked to your fussy boyfriend yet?" she asked. Turning as red as her hair, Ellen huffed, "If you're saying that Rex is my boyfriend you're wrong. And yeah, but not as often as I will like too."
Emma gave her a grin, "But you do want to be his girlfriend, right?" She rolled her eyes, "I don't have a crush on him. You're reading into our friendship too much." Her friend shrugged, "Fine okay."
"Anyways I have a date on Saturday," Ellen grinned, "Oh? With whom?" her friend asked her. "Steven from our math class, he asked me out before I got my cast off."
"So you've been planning this for awhile then?"
"Basically yeah."
She saw Emma's eyes light up as she grinned. "Can I help you get ready?" Ellen let out a laugh at her eager look and how she bounced back and forth on her heels. "Why not? It can't hurt can it." Emma shook her head in reply.
It felt like the days rushed passed her till Sunday. The communication with Rex happened, but was minimal. A part of her didn't care, the part thought that it was his own fault anyways that he didn't want to talk to her. And it thought how stupid he was for feeling guilt about it. The other part was increasingly sad he didn't really attempt to communicate with her. It wished that he would just tell her why, why he wasn't talking to her.
It wished he would, and that side made her feel giddy about him when she thought about him. The other side would just sighed and make her think of him stupid and stubborn.
But whatever, it was stupid for her to think about a friend like that one side when she had a date to focus on.
Emma had fussed over her, but Ellen didn't mind because she was able to hear Emma's ramblings as she had no filter between her mouth and her thoughts.
Of course Steven picked Ellen up around six-ish. Her father made sure to threaten him when he came and her brothers attempted to embarrass her. Steven didn't seem to mind, he did look pale at the sight of her father sharpening a knife when she open the door, making eye contact with him.
But who wouldn't?
Eventually, when the two of them were able to get away from her mom's pressuring questions if there will be more dates and the jokes by Miles and Oliver, they of course, went with the teenage date stereotype.
A movie.
It was mainly because the topic was how he had asked her out. Steven as around her height with curly dark hair and blue eyes. They were talking in math about, well, movies.
"But you know what I find annoying about movies?" Ellen said, leaning forward on her desk, blowing a strand of vibrant red hair. "That they're a cliche date?" he asked, flashing her a cute smile. Cute yes, but it didn't make her blush or her heart skip a beat.
"Yeah, that," she smiled back. "Want to make it even more cliche?" he asked her. Ellen rose an eyebrow, "Oh? And what do you have in mind?" her tone had gotten a bit flirtatious, she liked him. Enough to go on a date with him, and maybe then she'll like him more.
"How about a date, to the movies?" he suggested. Ellen smiled, "I'll like that."
And that's how Ellen ended up on a movie date with the cute guy she sat next to in math. He was sweet and smart, but wasn't as funny as she wished him to be. But it was fine, she liked him well enough.
The movie they went too was boring in her opinion. Several times Steven had tried to do the 'yawn, stretch and place arm' move, and she will lean into him just because it was cold and he was comfy. They were quite during the movie, with little to none communication between them other than 'oh my gosh' or maybe a 'why did he do that, that was stupid.'
It was around six and the movie was done and he was walking her home that it happened. There was a big splash from the river they were near and both were drenched.
"What the fu-!?"
Ellen dragged Steven away quickly when she saw what had fallen. "Come on!" she urged, dragging her stunned date away. "EVO, teenage boy, fighting" was all Steven had said, breathless. Ellen nodded and watched as the 'teenage boy' fought the EVO. They were close, but not close enough to get hurt.
Several times they were splashed with water. "Are you cold?" Steven asked her, and Ellen, again, was only able to shake her head, water droplets splashing everywhere. Her hair was plastered to her face and her skin stuck to her clothing.
She was shivering but didn't notice.
After the fight was over, she watched as her friend addressed the very few crowd of civilians there. "Don't worry anymore, the danger is gone."
"Oh my god how corny can you get," Ellen mumbled and Steven looked at her. So did Rex. "Ellen?" he approached her when the crowd had disappeared a bit. "Are you hurt or-?" "No,just wet and cold," she had just noticed her shivering.
"That's good."
"Wait, you know him?" Steven pointed at Rex. "He's my friend. Steven, this is Rex, Rex this is Steven, my.. date?" They weren't officially dating, so a date was probably the best thing to describe him as. "Date?" Rex looked Steven over, "Yeah, when two people like each other and decide to go out." Ellen rolled her eyes.
"Well, sorry to get you guys wet on your date. Bet you didn't expect to go to a waterpark on your first date, huh?"
"Shut up, Rex."
Emma is from my Noah Nixon love story.
