It was the week after the first carnival date. I was relaxing on the couch at 3:30 in the afternoon. I was watching Ellen and again checking the days newspaper for potential jobs. I needed one by the end of the month or else I would have been ripping off Evanna of our apartment. I couldn't do that to her. I searched harder. Then there was a knock at the door.
"Evvvvvvvaaaannnnnaaaa." I whined.
"I ain't getting it! It's probably for you anyway!" She yelled from the bathroom. I chuckled because she was probably right but I had not wanted to get off the couch so quickly. I did anyway. When I answered the door it was a boy with dark brown hair, freckles, bright blue eyes and dimples.
"Hi." I said curiously
"Hi I was wondering if-"
I interrupted him
"Evanna it's for you."
He stared at me dumbfounded.
"Sorry I feel like you're going to say something important and she usually is the one who gets that the most."
The boy nodded as Evanna came out. She blushed. I mean the boy was cute.
"Anna?"
I pointed at him
"This boy-"
"Denny." He interrupted me that time!
"-Denny has something important to say and you know how I can't pay attention."
Evanna nodded and led him inside the flat. I went back onto the couch. Evanna and Denny sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G.
A half hour later they were still talking - Evanna and Denny. Joe came knocking on the door. I led him out of there before he could even get a word out. When we got to the car I had explained everything.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Dancing." He replied with a sly smile.
We got to the dance. I stumbled a lot but sooner or later we got into a rhythm. I danced when I was smaller but the studio didn't do have classes after high school especially since I was moving so far away. I hadn't danced in 5 years. A slower song had come on. Joe wrapped his large arm around my waist. I did the same on his shoulder.
"To dance again.
Ive been waiting all these years. To dance again
Now at once a chance appears. Its lovely swaying, and the musics playing
So come on! Lets dance again!" I mumbled sang really softly.
Joe smiled wide.
"I thought you didn't sing?" He teased.
"Eh people change deal with it." I replied sassingly with a grin. We continued to dance again for the rest of that night. We left the club where he again dropped me off at the flat.
"Why you don't come in this time." I winked as I opened the door. He shrugged and walked inside. I offered him a beer and be accepted. Evanna and Denny were no where in sight. We sat on the couch and I flipped on the TV. Ratatouille was still playing from earlier.
"I love this movie!" Joe exclaimed. I laughed and cuddled next to him. I remember how tiny I looked compared next to him. He was tall and muscular. I was me. The movie was at the part where Linguini kisses that girl and at first she was going to spray him with pepper spray but didn't. Overall it was a very romantic scene. Joe wrapped his arm around me. I looked far up at him. And in time with the movie out lips crashed into each other the scene of Pixar's Paris behind us.

Walker cupped my face in his hand and deepened the kiss. Goosebumps ran through my arms. It was still all surreal. A fantasy. He was my fantasy. I smiled widely breaking the kiss in the process. He beamed with that goofy smile if his.
"You're such a dork." I teased.
"An adorable dork?" He gave me his puppy dog eyes.
"Yeah whatever." I crossed my arms over my chest and pouted.
"Come onnn" he said playfully.
I gave him a fake evil glare. He grabbed both my hands and turned my body to face him again. He pulled me closer to him, grinning like an idiot the entire time. Eventually he pulled me into his lap.
"I'm your dork." He raised his eyebrows. I sighed heavily.
"And I'm your dork." I admitted. I grasped his face how both my hands and kissed him fiercely. He took it gladly, our lips dancing again.