Chapter Forty-Six: With every passing day.

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Chapter Forty-Six: With every passing day.

Saturday Evening 6:45 PM

GEORGE couldn't help but laugh when Lydia emerged once again from behind the bushes. She'd forgotten her hoodie so he'd given her his, once again.

Though this hoodie swamped her. It was even big on him but he'd brought it anyway.

Glaring him, Lydia whacked him gently with the sleeve of the hoodie, "stop laughing." 

Sitting down beside him on the edge of the pit, Lydia couldn't help but remember what had happened minutes ago.

George glanced at her, pulling her by the waist closer to him."You look great, Lydia. You always do," George said as the brunette blushed.

Her heart was beating so quickly she was afraid she'd have a heart attack. He was too much sometimes, her feelings couldn't handle it.

Smiling at her reaction George knew this was the perfect time. The perfect time to voice his feelings for the girl beside him.

"I fell in love with you when I first saw you dancing. It was a Friday night and Angie heard from a friend that there was an amazing ballerina in a show that night. So, we went to your show and I saw that you left everything on that stage. That you had so much passion for the dance."

"I love that about you, you either give your all or nothing. I kept going to your shows and every Friday night I would wolf-whistle after your dance. I would be the first to clap, the first to stand."

"Then I saw you in school and I learned the littlest things about you. I learned you always go to your locker after everyone has left the corridor. I learned that you know more than you let on, you watch from the sidelines."

"So when I finally plucked up the courage to talk to you, I knew I had to do it right. I'd have to take it one day at a time. So, Lydia Jackson, I fall in love with you just a little bit more with each passing day."

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