High school for the arts

[art_dancer]

"Fine, but this is because you want to spend time with me, not because I got hurt and you feel that you have to take care of me," I tell him, though I knew the truth. When he asks about me getting to go home, I tell him with a smile, "I was just waiting for my ride to get here but he's here now." Slowly, I lower my legs to the floor and grab the pair of crutches leaning up against the nearby wall.

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Eric grabbed her backpack that was on the chair. "I want to spend time with you. What's wrong with that? You are my girlfriend." He said smiling at her. He started to walk out of the room. "You can call your family from the car so they know I got you." He said to her. He was walking slow so she could keep up. He opened the car door on her side so she could get in the car easier.

[art_dancer]

"I just don't want you to feel obligated to take care of me just because we're dating," I tell him, following him out of the hospital room. I was happy to have him here with me, but I felt bad for him having to miss school and work just for me. Getting into the car, I ask Eric, "what class do you have when I have dance?" Honestly, I was thinking about skipping dance for the next six weeks because there was no way I could watch them dance.

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"I don't feel obligated to take care of you. I want to because I love you." He said to her. "I actually have a free period. I have a study hall and I always just go and write music. Are you thinking about skipping? I mean I know it would not be possible to dance, but maybe you should talk to your teacher." He said and parked when he got to her house. He got out and was ready to help her get out with whatever she needed.

[art_dancer]

I smile a little, listening to him. Eric was so sweet, how was I so lucky to end up with him? When he speaks about having a free class but then realizes I want to skip, I let out a sigh. "I already know what's going to happen, I've seen it before. If someone can't participate in the class, they sit on the side and take notes to turn into the teacher for a grade instead. I can't do that Eric. I can't watch them dance when I know I'm unable to do so for so many weeks. It'd be the same as you watching Someone perform the lead part that you should have had. It's torture." As he pulls into the driveway, I carefully get out of the car, looking over at Eric and asking, "can you grab my backpack again?"

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"Okay. I just didn't want you to get in trouble but you are welcome to come spend it with me." He said and nodded grabbing her bag so she did not have to worry about it. He kissed her cheek before opening the door to the house and holding it for her. He was glad that he still hadn't moved out yet. It would make things easier for him to help her. He waited for her to get inside before walking in and setting her backpack down for her. "You should call your dad and let him know O came and got you so he does not have to worry about that and I will call work." He said and walked into another room so their wouldn't be any interference of their calls. He talked to his boss and told him he was not feeling good and wouldn't be in and then came back.

[art_dancer]

Hearing him, I say, "maybe we can work something out to where I could have a free class like you, just while my bone is healing." Walking inside the house, I let out a sigh, taking a seat on the couch. Placing the crutches off to the side and leaning them against the couch, I nod. "Okay," I say, before calling my dad. Luckily he hadn't left work yet, so he told me to be careful and that he'd see me when he got home.

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"That would be good. Then I would get to spend even more time with my adorable girlfriend." He said and kissed her cheek. "Are you hungry? I was thinking about making a snack. My boss had no problem with me taking the night off since he forgot to call to tell me there is a band coming in and I was not needed anyway." He said to her.

[art_dancer]

"Yeah, and maybe we could figure out a way I could still get credit," I tell him, smiling a little as he kisses me. "I could go for a snack. Do you want me to help you?" I ask him, knowing it'd be difficult but I didn't want him to have to get the food himself. "That's good, I'd hate for you to have to miss work just because of me."

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"I think that would be a good idea. We can go talk to an advisor tomorrow during your dance class assuming you feel up to going to school. I don't mind getting food. It was my idea after all. I, on the other hand, love missing work because of you." He said smiling as he stood and went into the kitchen and made a snack.