Disclaimer: I do not own Dance Academy. If I did Sammy would be living with Abigail and their child in a small house somewhere happily married.
Chapter 1
Abigail's PoV
"Umm, Miss Raine, could you help me with my pirouettes? I know how to do them but they just don't feel right and I have a half hour to kill before I go watch Sammy dance," I asked Miss Raine.
"Are you not going to watch Tara?" Miss Raine asked.
"No," I replied simply.
"Come, we'll take the studio connected to my office in case I get any important calls."
And she did get an important call. Not only important to her but to Tara, Kat, Christian, Grace, Ethan, Ben, Ollie and me. Sammy Lieberman, my boyfriend even if nobody knew, was dead, dead and gone, just like that. And I had been his first love, and his last.
I cried myself to sleep that night and the many nights that followed. A week after his death we had a funeral and a bonfire on the beach, just like he had wanted. For weeks after that I felt very sick and started vomiting and getting stomach cramps along with feeling faint. Ethan cared for me and he said more than once that I had to go to the doctor. I never did. I knew exactly what was wrong even before that stupid test that sealed my fate. Damn stick.
Flashback
Sammy and I danced around under the stars. We laughed like school children. Nobody knew what we had been doing those past few days.
When we got to my dorm room we stood at the door and started to make out.
"Hey Sammy, Tara's out for the night with Ben and she won't be back 'til real late," I whispered in to his ear.
"Oh," he said completely oblivious of what I was saying.
"She's out aalll night," I tried again.
"Oh," he said again his eyes growing wide as he finally got it.
"C'mon," I said and pulled him into the dorm room.
Back to the present and I was sitting outside a doctors clinic in tears having just discovered my dance career would soon be over. We had been safe every time we had done it. Yet here I was pregnant.
Kat knew there was a chance 'cause she found the test in our bin because i had moved back in with her for third year. What she didn't know was who the father was. No one had even known we were going out. We wanted to tell them but there had been so much going on in Sammy's life at the time with the Prix and everything.