Amelia's POV
Esmeralda and Cassy are out of the house for the day, so Sylvester invites himself over. He's sitting at my desk, scrolling on his phone, while I look through my closet.
"How long do these things usually last?" I ask.
"Only a few hours. My parents just like showing off their money to their rich friends." He says sighing.
"What do they do for a living?" I ask.
"My dad owns a music label. That's the only reason I became "famous" and went on a mini tour." He says. "Then my mom is an investment banker." Damn... That's a lot of money.
"Did you want to become a singer?" I ask, peeking my head out of my closet.
"Honestly... No, I wanted to pursue dance. But my dad didn't think I had a future with that. My mom was supportive though. Her deal was that if I sign the contract to my dad's music company, and end up hating it, I won't renew it." He states.
"I get to decide what I do for college and if it's dance, she'll talk to my dad." He says.
"Does your dad know you're going to Dance Academy?" I ask, picking out a dress.
"No..." He mumbles.
"Coming from a family of dancers, I think we were successful. They had a decent paycheck and got to do what they were passionate about." I say shrugging.
"Speaking of family, we have to come up with our cover story." Sylvester says with a grin.
"Sure, what made me want to date you?" I ask, plopping onto my bed. What doesn't make you want to date him? Shut up I tell my subconscious.
"Obviously my good looks and my charm." He says winking.
"And what exactly makes you good looking? I'm the pretty one in this relationship." I state.
"Babe, are you labeling us? Being your boyfriend doesn't sound so bad..." He says, pretending to think.
I blush and hit his arm. "You're the one who lied about having a girlfriend. What made you do that?" I ask.
"My dad said I shouldn't make any close friends, because he thinks they'll use me. Which I partly agree with, but I know I can listen to my gut. If someone is using me, I'll know." He says"
"You got a private jet?" I ask.
He rolls his eyes and says, "No..." If he doesn't have a private jet, I don't want him. Your priorities are so wrong.
I frown and he laughs. "I do have connections of how to borrow one though."
"Stop. I was just kidding!" I exclaim.
"I wasn't. I can literally take you anywhere right now if you wanted." He says seriously.
"I don't exactly have anywhere in mind, but leaving this dump sounds like a dream." I say. I glance at Esmeralda's house, remembering the fun memories I had with my parents.
Sylvester notices and grabs my hand. "Your dreams are coming true, you just have to wait a little bit." He reminds me.
He's right! You already got into Dance Academy, now you just have to wait until you're 18.
I squeeze his hand and wait for him to continue. "Of course I wanted to go against my dad's wishes, so I said I had a girlfriend. I didn't think it through though, because my mom wants to meet her. I guess you."
"Don't worry, I can set aside my hate for you for a few hours." I say smiling.
"We both know you love me." He says, not believing me. Woah there buddy, it's just a crush. He was joking... I don't have a crush! That's for like middle schoolers.
"We could say we met at the dance, since it's kind of true. I kicked your ass in a dance battle, and you just had to have my number." I say.
"Why are you making me sound desperate?" He asks with a fake pout. Awww he's adorable! My subconscious says"
"Cause you are. We start texting and you finally get the courage to ask me out." I explain.
"If I wanted to I would have already." He says.
"If this was real we both know I would say no." I tease.
His shoulders sag for a second, but then he pastes a smile. "For our first date we can use that place Lily and Jase ate. That's technically not lying since we ate there."
"Perfect! Then a few dates later you ask me to be your girlfriend and I accept. Are there any specific details they'll try to dig into?" I ask.
"I don't think so. If they ask too many questions, let me do the talking. I'll try to steer their attention away from you." He explains.
"Good luck. I always catch everyone's attention." I say sarcastically.
He softly smiles and says, "You got mine."
Not knowing if he was still talking about us fake dating, I jump off my bed. I change the subject and say, "You better get going. I have to get ready and you need to shower."
He gasps and asks, "Are you saying I smell?"
"When do you not?" I ask. He grabs my waist and tries to shove my nose near his armpit. "Gross!" I say, dramatically pushing him away.
We both laugh and he walks towards my door. "I'll be back to pick you up at 4." He says. He gives me a forehead kiss and I freeze. Seeing my expression, he winks, and walks out.
I take a quick shower, and dry my hair. While I get ready, I text Lily.
Lily:
Any tips for when you meet your boyfriend's parents?
You should know some info on his parents so you can have a common topic to talk about. Dress appropriately and obviously have good manners. NO PDA!
Thanks!
Bitch wait.
You never told me you had a boyfriend...
You never even told me about your date!
Why aren't you telling me these things?
I'm sorry!
I forgot to tell you but I have to be Sylvester's FAKE girlfriend tonight. We're not actually dating so I didn't think it was important.
Everything you do in your life is important! I like being a part of your life, which includes supporting you whenever!
Awww thank you Lily
I promise you you'll be the first to know if I get a boyfriend (which will be never but you know)
Don't worry! Your soulmate is just lost
Or I don't have one...
Stop being negative!
I'm positive I'll never have a boyfriend :)
You're annoying. Good luck tonight!
I play another episode of Lucifer, while I curl my hair. Then I change into my dress.
I decide to wear a natural colored lipstick, and put on some mascara. I put on some jewelry, and grab a pair of heels.
I glance at the clock and see it's 4. I hear someone knock on my door, and peer through the window. My breath hitches when I see him in his suit. Damn he's handsome... He's okay, whatever...
I grab my purse, and open the door. He slowly checks me out, and I use that moment to do the same.
"You clean up nicely." I say grinning.
He chuckles and says, "You look beautiful. I-I mean my parents will love you or whatever..." He looks away and nervously bites his lip. Aww he can you not like him? He's adorable!
"You ready, babe?" I joke.
He relaxes, and grabs my hand. "Thank you, I forgot heels and grass are not a great combo.
"That's an easy fix." He says, sweeping me off my feet. I yelp, and automatically wraps my arms around his neck.
"You don't have to carry me! I can still walk." I say, trying to get out of his hold. Don't fight it.
"Let me be a gentleman by kidnapping you." He says, not loosening his grip.
I laugh and lean my head against his chest. "Your choice." I say.
He sets me down when we hit concrete, and he opens the door for me. "Why thank you." I say.
"Of course madam." He says with a bow.
He starts to drive, and I actually start to feel nervous. "How long have we been dating?" I ask."Of course madam." He says with a bow.
"Dating? You haven't even asked me out yet, Amelia." He says jokingly.
"I'm serious. I don't want to mess up the dates." I say.
"How about in the middle of June? The dance was in July, so it gives us plenty of time to get to know each other." He says.
"Okay, sounds reasonable." I say, feeling calm.
He grabs my hand and says, "You got this. How hard can it be dating mwah?"
"Very difficult. Too much to handle." I say dramatically.
He rolls his eyes and glances at me. "Thank you. Uh for going along with this."
"No problem. You did promise food." I say. He laughs and I smile. This place better have good food...