The theatre was chaotic like it usually was, Chloe stood to the side fixing any imperfections, Lucas was the tech guy who did all the lighting and the music, Tatum was in the big costume of a dog, Aaron needed to control the panel for the fairy princess.

And Hannah was the star, the fairy princess, her voice melodic like it was made for theatre, make-up on, costume suited on, the strings were attached to her costume to make her fly and the wings were perfectly made to hide the strings.

Everything was normal, until Tatum accidently tripped on the stairs, falling on the stage, Hannah bumped into her before smacking into the wall quite harshly. The teacher was furious, at Tatum for not being "confident enough" despite that she was just playing a dog, Hannah was "too fake" in her voice, he was a women-hater, not going to lie. The teacher had told Hannah to practice more with Aaron.

Once everyone left, Hannah and Aaron were supposed to be the only two people. Aaron was a nervous guy, always being distracted, so he was clumsy. The first few tries? He awkwardly lifted Hannah into the air, her landing was jerky. The next jump she did, he lifted her too high, almost knocking her into the ceiling. She was surprised, she didn't look at the control panel.

Once she was back on the ground, she instantly fidgeted at the strings, "Ugh, this is literally the worst thing in history. Can't you see that I was almost a part with the ceiling?" She cursed at the person, until looked at the person and didn't see Aaron-but you.

"I came here like you asked me to, I saw you hanging there and I ofcourse wanted you to be on your two feet," you joked, trying to hide your shock from her anger.

You came to the theatre because Hannah asked you to meet her there, Hannah wanted to finally admit her crush on you. But how could she when she felt ashamed that she yelled at you? She took a big gulp, trying to push her pride. Because in everyone's eyes, she's the stereotypical cool friend, a little bite to her words, her confidence makes her outshine the others. But she quiets down around your prescence.

She looked around, making sure that no one was looking, biting her lip before mutting the words, "Hey, look. I wanted to ask you if you wanted to come to my party tonight? I know you hate the loud noises, but I just...I don't know, it feels more fun when you're around," yep, that was her excuse, looking at the ground.

"But, can you help a girl out and unclip these strings from my costume? Aaron is so clumsy that I'm worried that he's going to ruin my performance," she almost whispers, fidgeting with her pouch, hoping-praying to the gods above, that you don't see her blush.