Calla Lilies // A Trevor Wentworth Fanfiction

Opportunities.

Roman's p.o.v.

We've been practicing months for this recital, way before Trevor came along. It's been hard, but it'll all pay off when one of us gets recognized. I never really thought I was a great dancer even though everyone's said I was, I just never really thought highly of myself.

This is the last practice before the recital. The routines we're doing are pretty complex, but I feel like we've got it down. The theatre we're performing at is a different story, though.

Once I'm done with practice, I decide to go to Le Café for a coffee. Once I get a coffee, I keep walking to my apartment. Once I get there, I throw my stuff on the floor and flop on the couch.

Almost asleep, I hear a knock on the door. Yawning, I get up, hoping whoever's there would leave. I open the door to Trevor holding a bouquet of flowers.

"What's up with the flowers?" I ask acting dumb, that's how it goes in the movies, right?

"They're for you, I usually don't get girls flowers, but I decided to get them this time; for you." He says, looking into my eyes.

"But really, I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date." He says nervously. I don't get why he's so nervous, I'm just an ordinary girl.

"Sure, What time though?" I ask.

"This Saturday at eight?"

My happy expression drops. My recital is this Saturday, I don't want to blow him off.

"I have my recital this Saturday, I'm sorry." I say, disappointed.

"Well maybe the whole band can come and watch." He exclaims excitedly. I nod confirming that it's good.

"See you then," he says, smiling crazily.

"See you then, idiot." I say laughing. He looks back and shakes his head, smiling. I close my door and look for a vase to put the flowers in. Once I find one, I fill it up with water and put the flowers in it.

I flop on the couch, drifting asleep.

Trevor's p.o.v

I walk in the house, and everyone's staring.

"So? How did it go?" Matt asks, anxiously waiting for an answer. I stand still for a second, staring at him.
"She said yes." I say, standing there; realizing what I just said.

"HOLY SHIT SHE SAID YES!" I said. They looked at me like I was crazy, but then they all started screaming for some reason.

"But we're also going to her recital on Saturday, so be ready."

They all nodded in agreement, and I smiled, thinking about Saturday.