Chapter fifty two:

Christy followed Isaac into the house they had rented for the seven of them in LA, while the remaining finishing touches were made on the album.

Christy smiled as he unlocked the door and held it open for her. She wheeled in two large suitcases while he dropped a duffle bag in the entrance.

She helped him take several more trips to bring the rest of the bags in, sorting them into separate stacks according to who the owner was.

“Well? What do you think?”

“I think I love it. It’s big enough for all of us.”

“Wait, come here.” He led her down the entrance hall a little ways and through the living room to the far wall, filled with windows. The back yard sloped down onto a small private lake, with a long dock protruding out into it.

“We can swim?”

“Yeah.”

“This is so perfect!”

“I know.” He grinned. “And do you know what’s even more perfect?”

“What’s that?”

“That it’s just you and me here for another three days.”

Christy grinned at that. “Perfect.”

“And tonight,” He continued. “I thought we’d go out and celebrate the beginning of the album wrapping up. I made reservations at this fancy French place, and I thought we could go out on a real date... I know it’s been a while since I’ve been in the studio for so long….”

“That sounds perfect.” She smiled.

“What do you say, we go stake out the master bedroom for our own, okay?”

She giggled. “I think you’ve got a plan. But what about all the stuff in the hall?”

“I think we should leave it, and that way everyone else can pick out where they want to sleep.”

“Good plan. Come on… show me to our room.”

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Zac brought his suit in from the hallway, holding it on it’s hanger in it’s protective case.

“Becca?”

“In here!” She called from down the hall.

Zac made his way down the hall and found Becky admiring her dress, which was hanging in a transparent bag over the door.

He hung his suit next to hers, then draped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer. “I was just going to ask where I could hang my suit… but I think we’ll look pretty good together…”

Becky tilted her head to the side and admired their outfits. “I’ll keep that in mind if we’re hanging over a door tonight.”

Zac laughed and pressed his lips against her temple.

Luke and Jenna came down the stairs, hand in hand.

“Hey,” Zac said.

“Hey,” Jenna replied. “What are you guys up to?”

Becky interrupted. “Wait, wait. Are you going to prom now?”

Jen looked at Luke, who shrugged.

“I don’t think so… I don’t even have a dress or anything…”

“Wait! I have a solution!” Becky disappeared into the library and emerged with a second dress, presenting it to Jen. “This is the one you tried on in the store when we picked out my dress, and you said you loved it… so I went back later and bought it for you, hoping to convince you to go.”

“Beck, you didn’t have to do that…”

“I know, but I wanted to! I wanted us all to be together for Prom! And besides, my parents are paying for the entire thing anyway.” She shrugged.

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