Riley was staring out the window, tapping her fingers on her legs, trying to fight off the nerves. She felt a pair of hands intertwine in hers. "You okay beautiful?"
The brunette smiled. "Yeah, I just am not a huge fan of flying. The ear popping, shaking, going a million miles per hour, being a million miles above the ground, all of it freaks me out."
Lucas grinned, knowing he needed to distract her. "So tell me about Winwood."
"It's one of the best contemporary dance schools in the country." The dancer tore her eyes away from the window and felt at ease when she saw his. "They choose 1 guy and 1 girl to intern with them and if you are one of those people you can pretty much do whatever you want in the dance world, including join their company if you want."
"What do you want to do in the dance world?"
"I'd love to work for a company that choreographs for dance teams, and drill teams. There's this one company called MA, Marching Auxilaries. They've worked with Disney, Miss USA pageants, the Florida capital one bowl, they're renowned. I'd love the opportunity to work with them." Her heart rate steadied.
"So you don't plan on going to college?" He questioned.
"If I get into Winwood then no, if I don't then yes and i'll major in dance. The auditions for Winwood are in March, so i'll apply to a few schools and accept an offer if the worst happens." Riley took a sip of water. "What about you? What are you going to do?"
"I hadn't thought about it. I always assumed i'd go back to Texas and work my father's ranch but that's out the window. I still love animals though, i've thought about being a vet before."
The brunette revealed her dimples. "Awe, Dr. Lucas."
"Yeah, I like the sound of that." He divulged.
"Thanks for coming with me. Everyone else is on a different flight."
"You're kidding right, you don't have to thank me. And yeah I know, I snagged the last seat on this one. Luckily the person sitting here didn't mind switching." He winked. "When is everyone else flying in?"
"Maya and Josh early tomorrow morning. My mom and dad are on the 4:25 I think. So we'll have to fend for ourselves for awhile. I should be able to check in as soon as we get there."
He raised his eyebrow. "You're telling me, we'll have a hotel room to ourselves for most of the day?" The plane shuddered causing Riley to clutch his wrist. "It's okay, just a little windy that's all."
"How much longer?"
"Ladies and gentleman we will be landing within the next 10 minutes. Please place everything in the upright position and fasten your seatbelts. Welcome to Los Angeles."
"Oh thank the Lord. I can do 10 minutes." The quarterback wanted to pry some more but decided to leave it alone, for now. The plane shook as it landed on the strip, the brunette was thrown forward, with the only thing stopping her being a piece of fabric that was buckled around her waist. Lucas' arm raised and pushed her back against the seat, the brunette turned her head to look at him and smiled.
"Ladies and Gentleman we have landed in the very beautiful Los Angeles, California. It is now 11:14 a.m. and it is 80 degrees with sunny skies. Please wait for the pilot to turn off the fasten seat belt sign before deboarding. Thank you for flying American Airlines, have a wonderful day." The intercom system clicked and the dancer was still clutching his hand.
"Thank you." She whispered.
"Of course, one of the many reasons i'm here is to protect you. Even if that means from flying out of your seat as we're landing." The fasten seatbelt light turned off and everyone on the plane hurried out of their seats. "Let's wait for everyone else to get off first." She nodded her head.
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Riley Matthews, a 3 time National Champion in the Solo Division is fighting to make it a 4th. However, tragedy strikes the Matthews family. Can her new found friend Lucas Friar, and her old friends help keep her on track? Beautiful cover by @jexicas...