Now things are about to get interesting...

Chapter 5

I rummaged through my closet trying to decide on what to wear. My room was hidden under the mass of clothes, I couldn't see it anymore. "Virginia, what are you doing? I can hardly see your floor." My mum said as she walked in my room. "Where are you going tonight?"

"Carnival mum." I replied keeping my head in the closet.

"You going with a special someone?"

"Sorta."

"Is it that Bartie Stork? You guys have liked each other since I could remember. Oh darling-"

"MU-UM!" I cut her off and started pushing her out of my room. "It's not like that! And how do you know it's Bartie? Honestly you can be soo embarrassing!"

"Oh but sweetie…"

"NO!"

"But-"

I slammed the door shut in her face. I hated doing that to my mum but she can be so annoying sometimes. I returned back to my closet rummaging before finding the perfect outfit. It was black pants with a red thin strip going down on the side, a red singlet and a thin black jacket, with a studded belt. I looked at myself in the mirror and started to wonder what the big whoop was about. I mean I'm just going to the carnival with Bartie… who is sort of cute, with his blue eyes, scruffy hair, and the dimple when he smiles…

I shook my head. Man I've been thinking weird thoughts lately. I pulled my brown hair out of my pigtails and brushed it before putting it back in it's usual state – 2 low pigtails. I made sure I looked perfect before walking out of my room and walked down the stairs. My mum was sitting in the lounge room with a cup of coffee watching T.V. "Mum, I'm off." I said.

"You want me to drive you?" She offered.

"No, I can walk."

"Okay." She turned her heard and eyed me smugly. "You have fun…"

I rolled my eyes and scoffed, then headed out the door.

I rang the doorbell on Bartie's house and before too long someone answered. "Well if it isn't Virginia Sims." An adult with similar features of Bartie said.

"Hey Mr. Stork." I said. "Is Bartie ready?"

"Y-yeah I'm ready!" I heard a voice coming from inside the house. Mr. Stork moved out of the way and out came Bartie. I must admit he looked handsome in his un-tucked blue button shirt and brown pants.

"Hi." He greeted and I felt my heart skip a beat.

"H-hi." I greeted back. I felt like slapping myself, it was that lame.

"Oh going already Bartie?" I heard a female voice call.

"Yes mum. See ya dad."

"Wait! I want to see your date!"

Bartie slapped his face and I quietly giggled as a slight blush crept on my face. Mrs. Stork cam into view. "Oh my Virginia don't you look beautiful." She said.

"Thank you Mrs. Stork."

"Bartie got himself quite a fine girl right sweetie?" She turned to her husband.

"Yes he has."

"Mu-um! Da-ad! Please!" Bartie groaned. "Virginia is a friend!"

I felt helpless, not knowing what to do so I just stood there smiling, until I couldn't take it anymore. I cleared my throat. "Ready to go?" I whispered.

"Yeah." He replied.

"Bye! Have fun kids!"

Bartie groaned again. I giggled at his reaction. "My mum was the same." I said hoping it would make him feel a little better.

"They're parents." He said. "It's what they do."

"You can say that again."

I don't know if it was me but Bartie seemed a little bit nervous. "Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah fine." He replied.

"I really am sorry about your aircraft."

"I know. I can always get a new one anyway."

We smiled at each other for a brief second before turning away from each other, chuckling sheepishly. But Bartie seemed especially nervous like he was worried about something. I kept my eye on him as we made our way to the carnival.