Studio D-Joshler

⌘ 4 ⌘

It was finally Saturday and my car was packed. My dancers were ready. And I'm picking up Josh. I stopped in front of his house and got out. I went up and knocked on his door. The light in the room was on and I heard running.

"I'm coming!" Someone yelled and came closer to the door. Josh's dad opened the door and I smiled at him. "Who are you?"

"I'm Ty. Is Josh here?" I asked.

"Um. Yeah. What did he do? Knock you up?" I giggled and shook my head.

"No. I'm picking him up. He's just a friend."

"Dad, did you just ask her if I got her pregnant?"

"Yup." He said. Josh rolled his eyes and I smiled. "Wait, is this the girl you told me about?"

"Oh my god dad." He grabbed his bag off the floor and took his keys. "I'll be back later."

"Okay? Bye. Have fun!" He said. He shut the door and we went to my car.

"Sorry about him." He muttered as I started the car.

"It's okay Josh. My parents are embarrassing too."

"Were close obviously. I've stayed up all night with him, just talking. It just gets weird when my sister needs...things."

"Bras and tampons?" I asked. He nodded and I laughed. "Well, I can take her shopping if you need me to."

"That's an offer I will defiantly take you up on." I smiled and turned onto the interstate. We talked and talked and talked as I drove. Music was in the background. "I've never been to Manhattan."

"Really?"

"Nope. Never been out of Lower Manhattan."

"The state?"

"Nope."

"Well, I'll have to take you to NYC one day. It's beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you." He whispered and looked out the window. I don't think he meant for me to beat it, but I did. And it made my heart melt. I reached over and grabbed his hand, making him look at me. I saw him smile out of the corner of my eye.

"Shit. Can you reach in my purse and grab the jar?" He did and handed it to me. "Open it please." He did and I took some. I put it on my stomach and wiped my hand off.

"What is it?"

"It helps with my cramps."

"Oh." He muttered.

"Yup. Not my favourite week but oh well."

"Is that why there's like seven tampons in here?"

"Yup. If you wanna keep being friends, you're gonna have to deal with my cramps and mood swings and craving for chocolate."

"Well, here." He pulled out a bag of Reece's Pieces and I started eating them.

"You're the best friend ever. Want McDonalds, Chick Fil A, or Carl's Jr?"

"Don't care."

"Well, I want a Frappe so we're getting McDonalds. What do you want?"

"Pussy but I'm obviously getting none." I laughed and pulled into the parking lot. "I don't care."

I ordered and gave him the food. "Don't eat until we get there." He nodded and I drove a couple more minutes to the theatre. I took the bag and went to my trunk.

"Here. Let me take these." He grabbed my suitcase and makeup thing.

There were more my moms were bringing. I grabbed another one and the duffel bag. He helped me inside and we got checked in. I set it on one of the tables and set the makeup thing up. We ate and I threw the evidence away. I called my team and made sure they were on their way.

"Josh can you help me?" I asked.

"With what?" He said and threw his trash away.

"Stretching." He nodded and came over. "Push my leg to my head."

"What?"

"Yes. Do it." He did and I let out a deep breath.

"Did I hurt you?!" He started panicking.

"No. I'm fine. Calm down." I whispered and leaned up, kissing his cheek. He smiled and did my other leg. My dancers walked in, along with my parents.

"Oh shit. Is this your boyfriend?" One of the guys asked.

"No." We both said. I looked at him and laughed. They set up their little vanity things and stretched with me.

"Let's go to the stage." I said. They nodded and followed me. We did are turns and such, just testing it, and then got ready for the competition.