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The First Date-

If you haven't read the first part(s), you can read them here

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I woke up to the bright light of the sun peeping through my curtains. I turned over to see 10:33 am on my alarm clock.

I checked my phone, and saw a text from Rachel, which was her everyday, "Good morning!" text message, and then from Blake. He sent it at 7, and it read,

"Sorry to text you so early! Just wanted to say good morning, and that I'm excited to see you tonight!"

I smiled at my phone. I didn't expect him to be this nice.

Right in the middle of my thought, Rachel called my phone.

"Hello?" I answered

"Are you awake?" She giggled through the phone,

"Now I am. Whats up?"

"Lets go out tonight! We don't have to be at the studio till 3 tomorrow!" She says with excitement running through her voice

I paused, and hesitated to tell her about Blake taking me out tonight.

"You know I would, but the guy I met yesterday is taking me out to dinner tonight. I'm sorry."

I was scared of what she was going to say back to me.

"He's an athlete, Isabella. Do I really need to go over what happened with the last athlete you dated? They're egotistical, and he's only trying to sleep with you. I know you're not that naive and ignorant. "

"Hey i have another call coming in, i'll call you back in a minute," I lied as I hung up the phone.

I didn't want to fight with Rachel and talk about my past at 10 in the morning.

I spent my day waiting for 7:30 to roll around. I looked in my closet multiple times, but I couldn't decide what I was going to wear. Finally, after showering, doing my hair and make-up, I looked at the clock that read 7:00. I walked in my closet one last time to pick something out. I decided on dark skinny jeans, black heels, and a white blouse that showed a bit of my hips at the bottom and some cleavage at the top.

"Classy but sexy" I said to myself.

After evaluating myself for about 10 minutes in the mirror to make sure I looked alright, I heard a knock at my front door.

I could feel my face get hot and the butterflies rush in to my stomach.

I opened the door to see that familiar, tall, handsome man. A smile swept across his face when he saw me. He was dressed so nice, and looked even better than when I first met him, which I didn't think was possible.

"You look amazing" He said, moving his eyes up and down my body.

"Well thank you, you don't look to bad yourself" I giggled back

"You ready for this date?" He asked

He put his hand in front of me. I looked at him first, and then interlocked my hand with his. His grasp was tight, and my hand looked so damn tiny in his.

"Of course I'm ready" I said back to him as we walked to his car.

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The First Day- Continued.

The first part continued! Hope you like it!

If you didn't read the first part, read it here.

I'm soon brought back to reality by Rachel's voice.

"I'm Rachel, and this is Isabella" she says to 8 girls standing in front of us.

Rachel looks over towards the door, "And are you going to be participating today?" she says with a hint of sarcasm.

"Oh me? No, just gonna watch. I'm waiting for someone, he just had to use the bathroom, he should be in here any minute," he says peeking his head back out into the hallway. "I'm Blake by the way. I play for the Clippers." He says with a smile slowly appearing on his face.

Just as he finishes his sentence, a dark skinned guy, about an inch taller than him, walks in.

"And I'm Deandre!" He says, somewhat out of breath.

Rachel giggles and points to the rack of chairs sitting by the wall.

"Well, take a seat and enjoy!"

Rachel and I begin our lessons. Its awkward for me, because I know Blake and Deandre are watching. It's not like I've never had an attractive guy come in, but I've never had someone like Blake come in, and just watch, not participate.

One of the girls gets up and runs over to her bag, over near Blake. I follow her with my eyes, and end up making eye contact with Blake. He smiles at me, and I smile back. I quickly turn my head away from the girl, and him.

An hour and half passes by and the dance session is over. All the girls come up to Rachel and I to thank us, then walk to grab their things, and head out the door.

"So, did you notice?" Rachel asks me

"Notice what?" I said, confused

Her mouth opens, but nothing comes out. Her eyes move about a foot above me, like someone is behind me. I turn around to see Blake.

"Isabella, right?" He says to me

I could feel my face getting really warm, and I know my cheeks were turning red. My mind went blank for a second. I look over at Rachel. She smiles at me, and then walks towards the door where Deandre was standing.

"Yeah" I say back with a smile on my face. I was going to try my very best not to look like a complete idiot in front of him.

"Well, I just wanted to say that you're really talented, and I'm kind of in a rush right now, but maybe we could go out for dinner or something?" He asks me.

The look on his face looked like he wasn't sure if I was going to say yes. Could he not tell that I thought he was the most attractive person to ever walk in this dance studio?

I look down at my feet, trying to hide the grin on my face,

"I'd like that"

He takes out his phone and hands it to me,

"Put your number in, and I'll call you. Or text. Which one do you prefer?"

"Which ever one is easier you for you" I say as I hand him his phone back.

He looks at the number i put it in and nods his head, almost like he had to check that it was a valid number.

He chuckles, "Alright, sounds good. I'll talk to you soon then."

I see Rachel walking back towards me, and then I hear Deandre.

"You ready?" he asks Blake

"Yeah," Blake says back.

Right before Blake walks out, he looks at Rachel and I and says,

"It was nice meeting you both!"

"Nice meeting you, Blake!" Rachel says with her hand waving at him.

As soon as the door shuts, Rachel puts her hands on my shoulders, ready to interrogate me.

"So what happened? What did he say to you?" she asks, with hey eyes bigger than saucers.

"He just asked to go to dinner sometime, and for my number. That's all." I tell her, trying to playing it off. "But what were you going to tell me? About me noticing something?"

She laughs, "You really didn't notice it?"

Now I'm really confused. She makes it sound like it was too obvious.

"No, what are you talking about?"

"Blake was staring at you. The whole time. Even when Deandre was having a conversation with him, he was looking at you! It's like he was mind fucking you!"

Leave it to Rachel to blow things out of proportion like she was doing.

I giggle and shake my head,

"Don't be crazy. He was watching the dancers, with their booty shorts and what not."

"Okay, you don't have to believe me. But it's true." she says loudly as she walks towards the back wall to grab her things.

"Hurry up loser!" I sarcastically yell across the room heading out the door.

We walk down to the parking lot together and I walk Rachel to her car.

"Call me tomorrow." Rachel says while staring her engine.

She sounded so demanding, it was funny.

"Will do." I replied with a smile

The whole drive home, I couldn't help but think about what Rachel said. Was he really staring at me? Or am I just being gullible?

I finally get home and plop myself on my bed. I wasn't tired, but I didn't want to spend the rest of the time over analyzing everything that happened today.

My phone suddenly starts to vibrate in my purse. I dig it out to see a text message. It reads,

"Tomorrow night, 7:30. Does that work?"

I assume it's from Blake, but just to make sure, I text back,

"Blake? And yes, it works."

I sit there staring at the text with a grin on my face, waiting for his response.

My phone vibrates once more

"Oh yeah, sorry. This is Blake. I'll call you tomorrow."

"Okay!" I reply

I click the lock button my phone and set it down on my nightstand. I turned on the tv, but I didn't even know what I was watching. My mind was too occupied with the thought that I was going to be able to see him again tomorrow.

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Fanfic, you already started it? Where can I read it?

http://bgimagines.tumblr.com/post/52635715776/the-first-day-bg-fanfic

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Good job on the fanfic so far i cant wait to see how it progresses

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hello :) i can't wait for the rest of the fanfic....... sounds good. are you gonna just post it on tumblr?

Thank you! And yes, I'll be posting it on Tumblr.