I'm in love with your thoughts, and how we think the same.
Ash sighed to himself as he sat working on an assignment for his college calculus class. He hated being a college student sometimes, mostly because it kept him away from May.
She went to a dance school, and he only ever saw her on the weekends. Those weekends were what he looked forward to everyday. Weekends like those were what would come tomorrow, where he could see her performance.
May had made a name for herself. She was near famous at this point for her ballet. Ash couldn't wait to see her perform. As if on cue, his phone rang. Reaching for the IPhone sitting on the table, Ash answered the call.
"Hey May!"
"Hey Ash! I just wanted to call and tell you that I've been thinking about my performance."
"What a coincidence, so was I."
"I'm nervous."
"Don't be. You're gonna do fabulously."
"Promise?"
"I promise. I love you my princess."
"I love you too my prince. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Bye."
"Bye."