Chapter 9:

Ally's POV:

"No! No! No! Girls!" I look up to give our dance instructor a glare. Luckily her back was turn to us as she shows us the steps again.

"It's like this! Left. Left. Left. Forward. Back." I turn my head to look at Nicky. I can feel the frustration radiating off her. I sigh as we begin the elaborate dance again. Tomorrow's the big day and we had to perfect everything! Apparently it was critical to perfect the dance routine.

"There we go girls! Great job! Now take a break and we will start up again. Hopefully this time Trish will join in." She cries, throwing her hands up before walking out of the room. Nicky and I cry in relief before we fell to the floor. It felt awfully nice.

After some time I turn to give Nicky a look, but she was already fast asleep on the floor. I sigh before rolling onto my back, looking up at the ceiling. Where was Trish? I sat up looking around the room, before realizing Trish never showed up.

I was about to wake Nicky up, so we could go find Trish, but the door open and there she was her head sticking in as she looks around. I cough and her head quickly darts over to me as she gives me a sheepish smile.

"Where were you?" I hiss as I make my way over to her. She only shrugs as she opens door wider, stepping in.

"You've been skipping! Haven't you?" I ask. She shrugs again as she swims over to Nicky, who was still lying on the floor, sound asleep.

"Trish!" I cried, hands up in the air, as I swim over to her. "The ceremony's tomorrow! What are you going to do?"

"I'll be fine!" Trish says as she begins to play with Nicky's hair. I look at her, disbelief all over my face. I huff before sinking down to the ground, arms crossed over my chest. Leave it to Trish to make trouble.

A million outcomes of what will happen tomorrow when Trish ruins the dance are running through my mind. I place a hand on my forehead, an attempt to stop the thudding noise in my head. I take a peek at Trish. She's silently braiding Nicky's hair. I suddenly felt a surge of guilt. Something was wrong. Trish is usually never this quiet.

"Trish something wrong?" I ask as I tilt my head to take a better look at her. She looks up, taking a deep breath she quietly says, "I… I messed up. Last night, I was trying to do the spell my dad taught me, but I messed up and he just got really mad."

I wrap my arms around her. I know that feeling of disappointing someone. I get it from my father all the time when I was little.

"It's… it's just so hard to live up to my parent's title. The Greatest Sorcerers of the Sea." Trish says, bringing her hands to her face. I rub her back quietly.

"For all it's worth, I don't expect you to be anything but you." I tell her quietly, giving her a small smile. With a sniffle, she gives me a small smile. She wipes her face, before looking at Nicky.

"What's wrong with Nic?" She asks as she tilts her head at Nicky. I giggled. "Dancing." She just nods her head before she goes back to playing with Nicky's hair.

"Trish! Glad you could make it." Our dance instructor states, as she walks in shouting. "Let's go girls! From the top!" She claps her hands together, startling Nicky. I sigh before getting up, taking a hold of Trish's hand to once again begin the dance.

I look up from my plate of food. I was currently sitting in the dining room. Everyone around me was voicing their excitement for tomorrow, especially Nicky, who was practically jumping in her seat.

"So girls, how are these humans?" Aunt Selia asks, as she takes a look at each one of us, spoon held inches from her lips.

"Mother its lovely up there! I love the games they invented; my favorite one at the moment is volleyball!" Nicky exclaims, as she flutters up from her seat. Trish and I snickered as Aunt Selia scolds Nicky.

"I've been taking acting classes. I've even starred in this cool new movie!" Trish exclaims proudly.

"Movie? What movie? That silly two minute film Dez made?" Nicky asks, giving Trish a smirk.

"Well… yeah." Trish stutters, making an attempt to hide her now red face.

"Trish who is this Dez?" Trish's father asked. I giggled as Trish face turns even brighter. I can feel Nicky's approval of how this scene has unfolded before her. Payback must be sweet right now. I giggled as Trish begins to stutter a reply to her father.

"Dez is just a friend of mine." She finally manages to say, before turning to smirk at Nicky. "Dez is also a friend of Nicky's new BF."

I stifled a giggled as Nicky chokes on the seaweed she's eating. She quickly grabs a glass of water, before sputtering out, "You got to be kidding me!"

"Nicky, what is the meaning of this?" Aunt Selia asks, clearly not happy.

"Oh mother! BF just stands for Best Friends… not boyfriends!" Nicky hisses the last part at Trish, before turning to smile sweetly at her mother. I place a hand before my mouth, to keep myself from laughing too loud, or food from flying. I know disgusting.

"Well let's talk about something else, before I hear something I don't want to hear." My father says, giving me a look as he spins his forks around in the air. I feel my face warming up. I quickly look at my plate of food as Nicky and Trish snicker at me. "How about we talk about gifts?"

I squealed in excitement, looking up at my father. Nicky is already pestering her mother for a hint. Trish is looking at her parents, suspicion across her features. I giggled at a distant memory, of Trish's last gift from her parents. Let's say Trish had orange hair for some time.

I turn to look at my father, excitement dancing in my eyes. He chuckles at me as he hands me a red box with a yellow ribbon. I look up to see Nicky and Trish taking a hold of a box each. We look at each other, before silently counting in our head; 3…2…1, opening it simultaneously.

I squealed at the sight before me. It was a baby seahorse! He was yellow and tiny. I started scratching his head. He neighs at me, making me giggled. I look up as squeals erupted from Nicky and then Trish. Nicky had a baby turtle and Trish had a baby puffer fish. They all looked so adorable. I was going to die.

"Ohh! Thank You, Daddy!" Trish squeals as Nicky and I voice our appreciation to our parents. They chuckle at us, smiles adorning their faces. I turn to look at my father, bringing the seahorse to my eye level. He smiles at me, shaking his head.

"Prrr." I giggled as my little seahorse jumps into my vision. I quickly give him a scratch under his chin.

"I'm going to name you Jelly." I coo at him, as he neighs back at me.

HEY GUYS. Short chapter I know. I had some time today to make a quick chapter to lead up to the ceremony! Sorry for the long wait. Hopefully I won't have to take too long for the next chapter!

And thanks for the lovely review guys! :DD You guys are awesome! ^-^ I'll post soon! :DD

~Christy :DD