"Guys, my whole family brought tickets and my brother got like half his lacrosse team to come," Ray rushed into the practice room, a grin plastered on his face.

"That's great, we only have 990 seats left to fill," Zari said.

"Z, we talked about this, this room is a place of positivity,"

"Alright, I'm positive we still need to fill 990 seats," Zari said, taking a bite of a donut pointly.

"I can't," Nate tossed his head back, "You talk to her," He said to Amaya, "You're the only one she listens too anyway,"

Amaya chuckled, "Have faith, every little bit counts,"

"Only if we hit our amount. If not at least Rip will have money to cover the moving costs,"

"Okay, that's it, we're removing the negativity from the room," Nate said, "Ray some help buddy,"

"Oh, okay," He followed Nate and standing on either side of Zari the picked her up chariot style, moving her towards the door.

"Hey, hey," She snorted, kicking as they lifted her, "If you drop me I swear…" She wrapped an arm around Nate's neck to steady herself, "Hold on, hold on, give me my donuts at least,"

Nate and Ray stopped, looked at each other and shrugged. They pivoted, stepping backwards enough so Zari could pick up her donuts.

"Kick her out later, we still haven't decided on the song for the full group dance," Sara said, shaking her head at their antics.

After talking about it with Rip and Gideon they'd decided on the Legends having three sets. One with just the boys, one with Sara and Wally and a third with all the Legends. They were trying to fill at a two-hour time slot to accommodate the cost of tickets and they didn't mind having multiple performances to help do that.

"We narrowed down a list, come on, we can take a break," Nate said.

"We could always pick this up again tomorrow," Wally suggested.

"Umm, actually, I can't," Sara coughed, "I have plans tomorrow evening so I'm not going to be here,"

Nate chuckled, "Sure, Sara you have plans, that none of us knows about,"

"I am capable of existing outside of you all," Sara snorted.

"Who do you have plans with?"

"Ava,"

A beat of silence passed in the room. Nate dropped Zari. Ray stumbled and his knees buckled, having to suddenly hold her full weight. Zari with one arm around Nate's neck dragged him down with them and they ended up in a pile on the floor.

"Holy shit, you and Ava have a date?" Nate asked excitedly, not seemed that concerned Zari's elbow had stabbed in the neck on the way down.

"I didn't say it was a date,"

"Is it not a date?" Amaya asked.

"No, it's definitely a date," Sara said, fighting back a bit of smile. As everyone started to asked questions at once she held on a hand, "I don't want to make a big deal about it. Who knows what's going to happen yet,"

"Sara, come on, you and Ava have been making eyes at each other for weeks now," Wally said, "Something is definitely going to happen,"

Sara scoffed, "We haven't been making eyes at each other,"

"Please, it's amazing you haven't kissed her yet," Zari said, pushing herself off the floor, "Usually you would have made a move already,"

"You make me sound so crass,"

"Sara, have you met you? You are crass," Zari snorted.

Sara kicked her shin.

"See," Zari yanked her feet back, "Crass,"

"Okay, but what are you wearing?" Nate asked, sitting next to Sara.

"Oh you should wear that yellow dress you wore to my barbeque," Ray said.

"Slow your roll buddy, we don't even know where they're going yet,"

"You could wear that dress anywhere,"

"Not if you're doing something sporty,"

"Are you doing something sporty?" Ray asked Sara.

"You guys are way too into this," Sara laughed, "No. She invited me to Coppelia,"

"Cop?" Mick who had dozed off in the corner snorted away.

"No, Mick, go back to sleep," Amaya said with an amused lith to her voice.

He glanced around suspiciously for a few moments before putting his head back.

"Wow, Ava Sharpe goes big," Wally whistled, "Those tickets don't come cheap,"

Sara nodded, "Her aunt has extra tickets,"

"So, yellow dress, yay or nay?" Nate asked again.

"I don't know, maybe. I haven't decided anything yet,"

"And when are you going to decide? Five minutes before she shows up at your door,"

"Maybe,"

"Sara, no," Ray said.

"If you want to impress Ava, you have to say yes to the dress," Nate added.

Rolling her eyes Sara groaned, "Alright, we're not getting back into any kind of work mode today. Everyone, think of a song and we'll start fresh Saturday,"

"Aye, aye cap'" Wally said. Nate and Ray gave little salutes. Sara chuckled, elbowing them lightly as she collected her things.

The next evening was in her room, standing in a bra and a pair of boxer shorts.

"Let me see the green top again," Laurel's voice came from Sara's phone propped on the dresser. Sara held up the top up to the camera so Laurel could see it. From the other side of the video call she pouted.

"Laurel, stop pouting at everything,"

"I'm pouting because you're pouting!"

"Because I have nothing to wear!" She flopped face down on her bed.

"Goober, I can't see you,"

"I'm going to look stupid," Sara groaned.

"You're not- Sara, pick up the phone and look at me,"

Sara did so, not without some grumbling.

"You're not going to look stupid,"

"Ava comes from this rick family. She's going to look amazing and I just won't compare,"

"You really like this girl, don't you?"

Sara ducked her head, hiding her expression behind a curtain of hair.

"Sara, come on, don't do that. You're amazing,"

"Yeah, but-"

"No, buts. You're amazing,"

"Okay," She laughed a little, "But I can't go in my undies so help me pick something," She turned the camera to the pile of clothes on her bed.

"I still think that silver and black romper is your best bet,"

"Yeah?"

"Would I lie to you?"

"You would,"

Laurel rolled her eyes, "Would I lie to you about this?"

Sara couldn't help but give a fond groan, "No,"

"There you go. Now put it on. I want to see you before we say goodbye,"

Sara changed into the romper, slim straight cut, with a low cut neck highlighted on the collar and cuffs with silver accents. She twirled for the camera once it was on.

"You look great," Laurel's pride shone threw in her smile.

"Thanks,"

"And hey, listen to me. Just have fun tonight. Don't put too much pressure on yourself to make this perfect. You like her and if she likes you as much I think she does then you'll already in a good place to start,"

Sara blushed, "How could you know how much she likes me?"

"Honey, you didn't see the way she looked at you the night of the showcase,"

"Okay," her blush deepened, "I got to go,"

"Love you, munchkin. Have fun,"

"I love you, Laurel,"

She blew her sister a kiss before hanging up and heading downstairs. As she was checking her bag her dad walked into the hallway.

"If I didn't know better I'd say you were trying to impress this girl,"

She looked up at him, "Dad,"

"You look great, honey," He chuckled, walking up to press a kiss to the top of her head.

Their doorbell sounded. Sara glanced at the door, then her father. He nodded at it. "Aren't you going to get that?"

Sara tried not to rush to the door, but her steps were quick across the hardwood.

"Wow,"

"Oh,"

Sara sucked in a breath at the sight of Ava standing in front of her in a black dress, trembling off her figure. For what it was worth Ava looked just as awestruck. Behind Sara, her dad cleared his throat.

"So, how late can I expect you to bring my Sara back home," He said in his best cop voice.

"Oh- I…umm, It won't be late. I…"

"Dad," Sara groaned in her breath, glaring at him. He chuckled.

"Have fun ladies," He said with a wink, leaving them by themselves.

Nardragon- until the next page.