Dance

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Dance: The act of dancing is more than just an alternative movement. It's a show, it's a story, and it's an expression. To dance is to work out your pain and joys that you may endure in life. A dancer is anyone who can feel anytime of beat running deep in their veins. It's not about technique or skill. It's about a deeper emotion. To dance is to live to live is dance-Viva La Amore

The sweat dripped on the wood floor as both her hands and knees collapsed on the ground.

Her breathe was heavy and uneasy as she looked up at herself in the mirror as her face was drenched in sweat and her hair fell into her face out of the loose bun that was once neatly pulled away out of her face. Marron stood to her feet and stared at herself in the mirror and effortlessly lifted her leg to the point that it was adjacent to her face.

Holding the pose she pulled her core tightly and stretched her muscles and collapsed on the floor from the extreme training she had done for last past three hours. Her muscles ached being physically exhausted wasn't enough. She was mentally exhausted, as well but it wasn't enough. She had to push herself even further if she wanted to meet her goals.

Marron saw her phone vibrating on the other side of the mirrored room. Running over to the phone she hung a towel loosely over her neck and picked it up.

"Hey, are you going to make it tonight"? Marron smiled at the man's voice over the phone. "Yeah, I'll be there but I don't know the location". Marron placed the phone down on the recently shined floor and put it on the loud speaker as she grabbed her t-shirt and slid it over her black sweat covered sports bra and began to put on her shoes. "Capsule Corporation he addresses is 1000 Briefs Manor. It's the tallest building in the city you can't miss it. The party is on the sixteenth floor. I know you're never on time so it's my birthday wish for you to be on time". Marron finished getting dressed and grabbed her keys.

"Goten don't worry about it. We aren't in college anymore. I've learned a little bit of time management since then. Oh and how did you manage to get your party to be there?" Marron knew the place alright but who didn't? The world's wealthiest family lived there, maybe in the galaxies.

"Oh my friend's family runs the place. He is hosting the entire thing". Marron was shocked that she went to school with this guy for four years and never knew he was friends with the famous and infamous Briefs. Every time she picked up a magazine or got online then she saw one of them plastered across it. The two kids were the ones who were photographed the most and the boy wasn't too bad looking either.

Marron locked the door to her studio that she had spent the last past year building. She was so proud of it, it was her life work so far but she wasn't going to stop there. Marron had a dream to be a dancer on Broadway. It was a dream of her's; she didn't care to be famous that much but just had a burning flame inside of her to dance. Getting inside of her two door car she listened Goten go on.

"Why haven't you told me in all the years you have known me that you're in close contact with the Briefs family"? Tossing her dance bag in the backseat she placed on her wireless device on her ear that ironically had the Capsule Corp symbol on it.

"You never asked, but I got to go get ready. See you soon". He hung up the phone and she watched the sun setting on the busy city. Her studio was in the middle of the business of the city. Her address was only about three miles from her house and she could see the high-rise building from her condo.

Parking in her drive way she locked the door and commenced to drop the dirty clothes on the floor as she lead her way to the bathroom dropping one garment with every step of the way. Turning on the hot water she let a smiled come across her face. The water was relief on her aching and ran- down muscles. The lathered the thick layer of creamy soap on her salty skin. If she didn't have somewhere to be she would have gotten lost in the ecstasy of the shower.

Turning off the shower she sulked as she wanted to stay there for at least an hour.

There weren't many pleasures in her life she was always training and going on casting calls. It wasn't easy but she had no social life, the only people she remotely associated with were her students and Goten. That wasn't that much anymore since he had started his own business, he had his own dojo that was his pride and joy. Marron wrapped herself in a towel and one on her head to dry her hair.

Walking into her closet she pulled out a simple and sophisticated outfit. The outfit consisted of black skinny jeans, a flowing sheer ivy green button-down, and a black one button blazer. Marron walked into the bathroom and straightens her hair hastily. Parting her hair down the middle she finished the layered hair style. Feathering her lash and adding a little bit of sparkling eye shadow, completing the outfit with a fire hydrant red lip.

She figured if she was going to be in the present of West City royalty she could look somewhat nice.

Grabbing her favorite pair of simple black heels she left and looked at her watch. She was late but only by five minutes. Looking in the backseat she sat the wrapped present next to her. It wasn't much but she bought him a gift card to his favorite restaurant. Knowing him it was the best gift she could muster.

Pulling up the building parking garage was packed. She saw a familiar face yelling on the phone but she didn't want to get involved. The phone conversation seemed pretty heated as she looked at the lavender hard man. He seemed like he was rather aggravated. Shaking it off she got into the elevator. From what she could tell the place was amazing. The elevator was made of glass.

The elevator was making her kind of dizzy as she seemed like she was floating above the floor.

Marron walked in and her name was taking and her gift. The place was amazing; it was a mixture between a club and a casual spot downtown. There were wrap around couches in the corner. A dance floor, tall bar tables and a full on bar in the middle of the floor. Marron had never met his friends and family before, she was feeling completely out of place. They had been friends for a long time but they were always both doing their own things in life.

She hadn't seen much of him since school ended since there graduation.

Marron felt a hand on her shoulder and was met with a smile. "Well how are you birthday boy"! Marron smiled and gave the spikey headed boy a hug. "Come on I want you to meet everyone".

He pulled her by the wrist and drug her across the floor to where his family was sitting. He introduced her to the odd group of people Marron only gave a polite smile and shook hands.

"There is someone else I want you to meet but I can't find him. My other best friend, besides you, Trunks Briefs". She was still a bit shocked she didn't know about the guy. "Oh there he is come on". If her arm wasn't attached to her then Goten would have taken it with him. Trunks brushed back his hair in frustration and frowned as he looked up a blonde was pushed in his face.

"What's up bro, ex wifey drama"? Marron looked over the man and he was very handsome. His perfectly cut hair and his face looked like it was chiseled by the gods themselves. His outfit looked effortlessly put together. He had on a black slight V-neck shirt and loose black jeans and sneakers. His outfit was topped off with a simple black leather jacket. He barely looked older than her to have an ex-wife or be married but she was twenty four herself. Marriage didn't seem like it was for everyone especially not her.

"Hopefully very soon to be ex-wife." Trunks looked down at her and smiled. "Oh I'm sorry that you have to hear my drama. I'm Trunks Briefs, you must be Marron Juu I've heard a lot about you over the years." She gave him a sweet smile and shook his hand. Pushing Goten with her elbow she joked around with the two for a while. Goten disappeared as the party settled down. Trunks was on the phone for the entire evening with his presumed wife.

Marron made her way to the exit as if she said good bye to everyone. She looked around with Trunks and found him at the bar. "Hey, I was on my way out and just wanted to say good bye." Trunks didn't say anything but he looked very stressed with the bourbon on in his cup. "You drink Ms. Juu"? She shook her head back and forth declining.

"I'm a light drunk so I choose not to". Marron sat on the bar stool next to him and order a virgin drink. "What would you do if a selfish bitch you married out of blind love tried to suck you dry of everything you worked for. Then she leaves you for someone else. How would a bright girl like you handle the situation"?

Trunks asked finishing off his drink and sliding the glass back over to the bartender for a re-fill. "Well I wouldn't be in that situation for two reasons. I'm not a lesbian and I don't believe in marriage but, if she didn't put in the work so why should she get anything. She sounds like a leech to me; no offense". Trunks looked at her and laughed.

"It sounds like you met her already, well thank you. I don't want to hold you up. I'm sure a pretty girl like you has tons of things to do." He laughed and looked at her. Marron started to blush and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Believe me I don't but it was nice to meet you".

"It was nice to meet you too Ms. Juu". Trunks smiled at her finished another drink.

"Maybe all women aren't evil" Trunks thought to himself.

Marron exited the extravagant party with a smile plastered on her face. IT felt good to get out and not worry for one night about if she was good enough. This Trunks guy was so much nicer than the magazines made him out to be. His entire family was nice expect for his father he seemed rather mean but everyone had their own past to deal with. Including her, Marron wished her family was as picture perfect as the Briefs or even the Son's family.

Her parent's had practically disowned her for dropping out of law school and starting to purse her dreams. Disappointing your family was a tough enough but being cut off by them was a totally different story. Her parents were different kind of people.

They made their living off of the fighting industry. Her mother was even the world's martial arts champion one year. She used the money to put her only child through college and even bought her house. They had their own training dojo but it was miles away from anything. It had been months since she had even talked with her parents. Her father seemed the most disappointed when she told him she dropped out.

He told her it was a waste of time. He told her she was throwing her life and education away.

Marron spoke to her parents with a level of disrespect she never knew. It was hard for her parents not to support her but it was harder not talking to parents.

Marron got in the car and looked the time. "Well it was fun but I have class in the morning."