The Dancer_(2)
It all started at the dance performance Intuition. Chris was one of the two people still to be picked up. The other was Jacob, who’s brown hair was slicked back still from the performance and he was still wearing a little eyeliner, making his brown eyes pop in the dim light. ” Hey you were good tonight, Jacob” Chris said sitting down on the same step as his crush of about three weeks with a smile. ” I’m glad you enjoyed it but what are you still doing here Chris?” Jacob asked. “Mum popped a tyre. She said just to wait here for her.” Chris said frowning a little. ” Oh yeah. That sucks.” Jacob commented. ” How about you?” Chris asked, trying to keep him talking. If they talked then they would become friends …