Omg! Angel asked Noelle on a date! It's so exciting! And the triplets' birthday is very soon. Actually, in this chapter, we are already past that. So they are 14 now. But I will mention a few things they did on their birthday in Phantasma. So yeah I hope you like the chapter.

~Lauren

Chapter 10

Dates and Mates

"You need to look nice!" Rose flails her arms as her brother rummages through his closet.

Angel sighs heavily and faces her. "I know! I just don't know what to wear."

Rose rolls her eyes. "Let me look." She walks over to the closet and pushes her brother out of the way.

She sighs and looks through his closet. She pulls out a white button-up shirt and a navy blue vest. She closes the closet and throws the shirt and vest on the bed. Then she walks over to his dresser and opens the drawer. She grabs black dress pants and throws them on the bed.

She puts her hands on her hips and looks at her brother. "There. You are ready for your date."

Angel drops his jaw. "Wow. I am so lucky to have a sister."

Rose smirks and nods. "Then you should treat me with some respect more often!"

He smiles and walks over, kissing her on the cheek. "Thank you."

She nods and walks towards the door. She looks at her watch. "You have fifteen minutes before you have to meet Noelle at the Phantasma gates."

Angel nods and Rose leaves.

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"Well, well?! How was it?! Tell me everything!" Rose squeals with delight as her brother walks through the door.

Angel blushes. "It went very well."

He starts to walk into the kitchen, but Rose has not gotten enough information from him about the date.

She follows him. "That's all you are going to tell me?! Come on!"

He laughs. "Rose, calm down. I just took her to the café, we got to know each other, and it just went very well."

"Were you gentleman?" Eva buts in to the conversation, looking up from her book.

Angel looks at his mother. "Yes. I pulled her seat out for her and I paid for everything."

Eva nods and goes back to her book.

Rose smiles at her brother. "Are you guys together?"

He blushes and shrugs. "I don't know. I haven't asked her yet. So I don't know."

Rose smirks and leaves the room. Angel shrugs and laughs at his sister. Then he turns around and sees Gustave walk into the room. He smiles at Angel.

"Hey, how did your date go?"

He nods. "Good."

Gustave nods. "Good." Then he walks out of the room up to his room.

When Gustave gets to his room, he sees Rose sitting on his bed. He furrows his brow.

"Uh, hi?"

Rose smirks. "Can I ask you something?"

Gustave shrugs.

"Well, okay. You know that guy you met at Phantasma yesterday?"

He nods.

"Are you friends?"

He shrugs. "Yeah. I think so."

"Okay. Just asking because you always go out to Phantasma every day, and I see you with him when I look out my window."

Gustave furrows his brow. "Rose, why are you so worried about my friends?"

Rose gets up off of the bed. "I'm not. I was just wondering who he was."

He nods. "Okay."

"What's his name?"

"Henry." Gustave states with a smile.

Rose smiles. "Okay."

"Okay." Gustave shrugs.

Rose shrugs and walks out of his room and back to hers. She sighs and looks around her room, trying to figure out what to do. She thinks of father. I should write a letter to him. She thinks. So she takes a piece of parchment out of her desk and takes her quill and dips it in ink. She places it down on the paper and begins to write.

Dear Father,

I just want you to know that I love you. I know I barely know you, but I feel like I have known you all my life. I know so much about you that you wouldn't know I knew. I guess its cause I am a psycho. I can see into the future. It's really weird. I can't explain it.

Well, anyway, even though it seems like we don't like you, but we do. Trust me. Angel likes you. He thinks you are really cool. (And he really like your new dancer, Noelle. I think they are going to be together soon.) Gustave, I think, is under a lot of stress. He wasn't expecting you to be his father and then it was just thrown on him. He has been stressing over you, living here for so long, and he is trying to compose a bunch of songs. I don't know what he is so worried about. I think you to would get a long great. You would get along with Angel very well too. He paints, you paint. Gustave composes and plays the violin, you compose and play the violin. You boys would get along very well. And here I am, with no talent. But, this isn't about me.

This is about you.

I love you, father. I always have. I just want you to know that. I hope we can spend much more time together. I am only here for about three more weeks. We need to do more.

Oh, and thank you for the hair ribbons. They were a great present. Well, I hope to see you soon.

Love Your Daughter,

Rose

She puts down the quill, folds the letter, and puts it in an envelope. She walks downstairs and puts it on the table where they put all their mail that needs to be delivered. She walks into the living room and sits next to her mother. They smile at each other. They then see Angel walk downstairs and go into the kitchen. He gets a glass and fills it with water. He leans against the sink, just sitting there.

Gustave walks in and exhales, closing his eyes. Eva looks up at him. So does Rose and Angel. Gustave looks at them.

"I need to tell you guys something."