A bird flew passed the window making Charles Beckendorf blink. He tilted his head on his arm and looked up at the clock, vaguely aware of the fact that his professor was still lecturing. The class was almost over but he still couldn't bring himself to focus on the Physics lesson. He would just reread the chapter tonight to make sure he understood what they were learning. He returned his gaze to the window, watching people walking along the sidewalk and daydreaming about Silena. He had seen her waiting for Annabeth this morning in front of one of their classes when he left Annabeth after trying to pester her for more information. She had looked really pretty in her skinny jeans, flowy top, and ballet slippers. Especially with the fact that her hair was let loose today which he didn't see often as it was always up for ballet. Beckendorf had smiled at her and she had smiled back causing him to blush. Even now he could feel the blood rushing to his cheeks.

"Alright we will pick this up next class." He snapped out of his thoughts and fumbled to put his notebook back into his backpack. The hallways were crowded with midnoon classes ending for lunch hour. Beckendorf slung his bag over his shoulder and sped down the steps. He was finished with classes for the day and all he wanted to do was stuff his face with leftover meat lovers pizza from the night before and crawl into bed for an hour. Maybe even three hours, if he was willing to stay up a little later to finish his homework and have a decent dinner. It was a nice sunny day and he rolled up the sleeves of his flannel to feel the sun. Spring was here and he couldn't help thinking of the scene in Bambi where all the animals were becoming 'twitterpated.' Now he just hoped that the girl he had his eye on would be following in the same fashion for him.

He turned down the street for his apartment, passing the corner cafe. A flash of dark hair and pink caught his eye and he stopped in his tracks. Sitting alone in the cafe was Silena. Beckendorf noticed he was standing in front of the window, but he couldn't remember backtracking towards the cafe. She was looking at something on her phone while absentmindedly twirling a spoon around her cup. He watched her for a few moments before she looked up and out the window. Her gaze catching his. He froze. She smiled at him. Beckendorf blinked and waved at her. Her grin grew and she waved back. He turned away from the window, a grin on his face. He retreated back down the street rather than doing something idiotic- like going inside the cafe.

He continued down the street to his apartment complex, hurrying up the three flights of stairs to his floor. The door was unlocked, which he took to mean his roommate was home. Beckendorf locked the door behind him and ventured toward the sound of music in the kitchen and the smell of food. From the doorway he could see his roommate Leo whirling a spatula in the air as he cooked.

"Amorcito corazón

Yo tengo tentación de un beso." Leo sang along with the radio. Beckendorf knocked on the wall and Leo jumped. "Oh dude, HEY!"

"Hey Leo what are you up to?"

Leo hummed with the music, "A little Los Panchos radio and tacos." He gestured to the pan in front of him. "Want some?"

"Your tacos? Of course." Beckendorf grabbed a plate and Leo placed a few tacos on it.

"Salsa and all the other taco fixings are on la mesa." Beckendorf sat down and loaded up his tacos, his mouth watering as the smells filled his nostrils. Leo turned down the radio and looked at him. "So… You seem very happy. You finally tell Silena you loooove her?"

Beckendorf choked on his taco and glared at Leo. "Shush."

"I'm just saying." Leo brought his own plate to the table. "You need to just go for it. Talk to her!" Eye contact was avoided and Beckendorf stuffed his last taco in his mouth, shaking his head. "Don't think you can avoid my questions forever Charles Beckendorf!"

"I'm not avoiding anything." He dropped his plate in the sink and walked towards the doorway. "Now I am going to… work on homework. Don't bother me." He could hear Leo muttering in spanish to himself as he fled the kitchen. There was no way her was going to be telling Leo intricate details of his non-existent love life. Knowing his roommate, Leo would find a way to spill everything he has heard to Silena. And if he was as unlucky as he felt, everyone else too.

Beckendorf shut the door too his room, flopping down onto his bed. The clock said it was almost two. He had some time before he absolutely had to start his homework prior to meeting up with Annabeth in the studio. He yawned and stretched out onto the bed. So for now he was going to partake in a well deserved nap.

An annoying whining noise was going off. Beckendorf curled more into his pillow hoping to ignore the sound and stay in dream land. His bed was very comfortable and he really needed more sleep. Especially when the dreams involved Silena talking to him and thinking that he was funny, and then she had gotten really close to him. Not pulling away when he started learning in. He could feel himself drifting back off to sleep. Until his pillow was pulled off of him and used as a weapon. Beckendorf covered his head and groaned.

"Whaaaaat? Let me sleep."

Leo threw the pillow at him, "Dude it's after 8. Your phone was ringing and then my phone started ringing and-"

"Did you say 8!" Beckendorf sat up. His vision went black and he had to shut his eyes for a few moments.

"You are so busted Charles." Beckendorf didn't even have a moment to yell at him before pulling on his shoes and sprinting out the door. Ten minutes later he stumbled into the dance studio out of breathe and in pain. He couldn't remember the last time he had run so hard. In front of his panting being was Annabeth marking through a routine. She didn't even look up at him.

"What did I say about being late Charles Beckendorf?" She bent backwards and he looked at the floor.

"Umm. Not to do it?" He put on the dance shoes she has in her bag for him. Steering clear of Annabeth he started stretching on the other side of the room. He could feel her gaze. Annabeth walked around him silently. He willed himself to not notice. She bumped the back of her hand on his lower back for him to straighten his spine and he jumped.

Annabeth rolled her eyes, "Enough stretching. You are late which means we have hardly anytime left to start learning the routine I have started choreographing." He nodded too afraid to say anything. "We will mark first 30… 40 seconds today okay?" She pulled him to the center of the room and positioned him in a pose. Beckendorf could see her mouthing movements to herself as she got into her starting position. Annabeth moved slowly across the room towards him, marking her movements. She laid a hand on his chest, pressing slightly into him. He stepped back.

"Sorry. I forgot I hadn't told you what I was going to do. I only said it in my head." He grinned at his best friend.

"It's okay I just wasn't ready for it." Beckendorf flicked her ponytail, grinning more at her glare.

"Well then pay attention." She moved his stance back to where she wanted him. "Ready?"

"Born ready." She laughed and began to explain her choreography.