𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀, 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓? - 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐒.

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐱 : 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞?

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐱 : 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞?

I finish tying my Suffolk pointe shoes as I wait for class to start. I walk up to a barre to prepare for rehearsal. I've already learned the whole variation, but now I have to perfect it. It's a few days after Halloween, and that means the performance is coming up in 4 weeks. Our rehearsals are going to be every day next week, so I have to prepare. I do a few roll ups and plies as I wait for Viktoria and Kayla. I grab my phone and start playing the music for Sugar Plum Fairy. I start practicing as I watch the Trepak dancers mark their piece. I see Ms. Greenstone walk in as Viktoria and Kayla rush in.

"Good evening, Delilah," Ms. Greenstone calls out as I finish with my ending pose.

"Hello, Ms. Greenstone," I reply as I turn off my phone. The younger girls clap for me and I smile.

"Hey, Lilah," Viktoria says as I sit down to stretch.

"Hey," I reply. I wave to Kayla as she puts her toe spacer on.

"So, I heard you have tea to spill?" Kayla adds. I sigh. I am planning on telling the, about Walker, but I don't know if anyone is even going on. We are just friends. Well, for now.

"Well, I do have a crush," I start. Viktoria stops and looks up at me, grinning.

"Oh my god! Who is it? Wait, lemme guess, is it that guy in your friend group?" Viktoria questions frantically. I glare at her.

"Uh, yeah, no. It's this guy named Walker Scobell..." my voice trails off as she looks at me dead in the eye.

"Him? That's who you like?" Viktoria remarks, extremely shocked. "But he's just a white boy? Nothing special about him." I honestly don't know if I should tell her now that I talk to him. I mean, it will probably come up eventually. You know, paparazzi will somehow find out.

"Okay, c'mon dancers. Let's start from Act 1 of the show. Everyone has stretched?" Ms. Greenstone yells. Almost everyone nods.

"Okay, then places. I'll give you guys 5 minutes. Everyone who isn't in Act 1 can rather sit in the front and watch or go outside. Pay attention, though, since I might be giving notes," Ms. Greenstone explains. Viktoria and I decide to go outside as we wave to Kayla, who is in Act 1. We walk out of the main studio into the locker room, where we sit on the wooden benches.

"Okay, but look," I say as I pull up my Instagram messages. I go to my messages with Walker and show her all of them.

"Wait, you called him? What the hell?" Viktoria whispers. I smile.

"Yeah, I can't believe it either. We're just friends, though." Viktoria raises an eyebrow at my last sentence and I sigh.

"Are you sure? Because usually a famous, like really famous guy doesn't respond to fans. If they do, it's a once in a lifetime thing. They don't text after, or call, or play Roblox," Viktoria explains. "Not saying that he likes you, but he might be interested." I freeze. What? How is that physically possible? She forces me to turn my head and look at her.

"Look. Don't be surprised if he has a girlfriend. Not saying he does, but again, he's really famous. But also, this is pretty damn cute of you two. Also, when you guys get together, can you try to get Charlie Bushnell to text me?" Viktoria adds, making me chuckle.