"Eugh, I'm late!" Pearl cried, rushing to the studio. As she was rushing, her tutu fell out of her bag, floating in the rush. It landed with a soft *plop* in front of Garnet's feet. She picked it up, examining it with careful eyes. It obviously  belonged to that ballet teacher. She had to return it.

"Come on, you brat! Let's go!" A familiar voice called. A muscular woman hit her arm and scowled at her.

"Alright, alright, Jasper." Garnet mumbled.

"What the fuck is that?" Jasper asked, looking at the tutu.

"I think it belongs to a ballet teacher at that studio." Garnet ventured.

"Hmm. Whatever, let's go." Jasper was at least a foot taller than Garnet, who was 6 feet tall. She had vitiligo, making patches of her skin white. Her nose was crooked, since it had been broken many times and she had fangs, since she filed her canines.

"I'll be back, okay?" Garnet said, going to the studio.
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"It was in my bag, I know it!!!" Pearl was exclaiming when Garnet entered.

"Maybe you forgot it at home?" Opal suggested.

"No, I have it." Garnet spoke up. Pearl and Opal spun to see Garnet with the rosy fabric in her hands.

"Oh, my tutu!" Pearl exclaimed. She rushed to get it, accidentally bumping into Garnet.

"Easy, easy." Garnet mumbled, steading Pearl. She held her arms and Pearl looked up, blushing.

"T...Thank you..." She whispered. The two only stared at each other for a moment before Pearl took her tutu.

"Thank you...uh..."

"Garnet."

"-Garnet." Pearl agreed.

"I've, uh gotta go...see you." Garnet mumbled, leaving quickly. Her face was in a dark blush.

I think...she's cute.