I made some changes in the chapter order. This used to be chapter one, but now I've shuffled it around so it's in chronological order now when the story has reached this point. Enjoy!

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"Are you ready for the show?" Maka spoke into her phone as she squeezed it between her shoulder and her ear. "Are you nervous?"

"Nah." Her friend responded on the other end of the line. She heard the sound of his co-workers in the background talking to each other along with the sound of people preparing for another show on their tour. "Not one bit. Liz and I know the program like the back of our hands. There is nothing to worry about at all."

A smile spread on her face as she grabs a bowl from the cabinet and a spoon from a drawer. "But what if the audience doesn't like it? Not that I'm saying you aren't a very skilled trapeze artist it's just everybody have their individual taste in entertainment."

A chuckle broke through on the other line and her heart twirls at his husky voice. "Are you trying to make me nervous, Miss Albarn?"

Her tooth sunk into her rosy lower lip. How could his voice be so soft and at the same time so husky? His voice made her knees quiver and her skin heat up. She opened another cabinet and retrieved a box of colourful cereals.

"I don't know." She poured her cereals into her bowl and turns toward the fridge with her bowl. "Am I making you nervous, Mr Evans?" Her own voice dipped lower and she hoped she sounded as sexy as he did.

"Maybe."

Her stomach twirled at his voice as she opened her fridge and retrieved a carton of milk. "Maybe?"

"How about a yes then?"

"Oh." She poured her milk into her bowl and put it back in her fridge before she closed the door. "Are you nervous for the performance now?"

"No."

She cocked her eyebrow as she went to her living room with her bowl in her hand. "No? I think the loud music from your performances has made you deaf Mr. Evans."

She earned another sexy laughter from him. "No, but I think Miss Albarn that you should find a private place."

She tilted her head as she took a seat on her couch and pulled up her legs. She shoved a spoonful of cereal and milk into her mouth and chewed. She put her bowl on her coffee table and grasped her phone in her hand, relieving her already tense neck from work. "I'm at home." On the other line she heard the sound of his boots moving in mud and the voices of his colleagues disappearing. "What's going on?"

A moment later she heard a door open and slam shut. "I miss you." Only silence and his voice were present.

"And I've missed you too." Slowly a smile spread on her face. He missed her too. She wasn't alone feeling the aching longing to see his smile and playful touches. They'd only known each other for a couple of weeks and she'd developed a crush on the skilful trapeze artist.

"We've been talking for a while now." He paused. Maka opened her mouth to question his sudden silence but he got to her before she had a chance. "I don't know about you, but I think you're a cool girl and I like you."

Her heart jumped up in her throat at the sudden confession, well maybe not a confession but he did like her and that was good enough to her.

"I like you too." A large goofy smile spread on her face and she brushed a hair strand behind her ear. "What now, Mr Evans?"

A deep laughter escaped his throat and she sunk down on her couch, feeling like she's an ice-cream on a hot summer day. "What now you say, Miss Albarn." Another pause. "The show's about to start soon. How about we skype after my performance and talk everything out? Will you be awake in three hours?"

"Yes. I'll patiently be waiting for you on skype."

"Good. Good." He paused again. "I'll talk to you later then."

"Yeah, see y―"

"Wait." She could almost picture him massaging his neck as he stared down at his muddy boots in his tight sequin show costume. "Um, I like you and I'm looking forward continuing our talk."

"I like you too." She stirred her spoon in her bowl and by now her cereals had softened. She would've to make a new bowl of cereals. "Do your best out there. I know the audience will love your performance."

"Thanks for the boost of confidence. I'll see you soon." They said their goodbyes and Maka put her phone on the coffee table. She slumped down on her couch and let out a squeal of glee as she grabbed a couch-pillow and hugged it to her chest.