Hey thanks to Guest for bringing my attention to a typo in the first chapter. It was a pretty important piece of info
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I had been standing outside the double doors of my dance studio for the last five minutes racked with nerves. This could either go very well or very badly and I was desperately hoping that it wasn't the latter.
Before I was even back in town, I had contacted the studio owner and my teacher for 12 years, Mrs. Holder. I
had made sure I was welcome back and we hadn't been in contact since. I hadn't really made many friends within the studio, I was to focused for that but had grown up with about 80% of the older students.
"Kayla?" I whipped around trying to act like I wasn't completely caught off guard.
It was Payton a girl I had grown up with and constantly outdone as a child, she had always been such a good sport about it and supported me. It had permanently endeared me to her.
"Yup in the flesh" I said grinning going in for a hug. "what are you doing here?" That was the million dollar question, I decided to play it innocent.
"Oh I came back for my senior year before I started auditioning for contracts." I flashed a million watt smile, praying that she wouldn't pry. "that's great but um, I was really asking what you were doing standing out front staring at the doors?".
I forced an uneasy laugh "oh a million memories yah know" I hope she took the hint, please tell me she took the hint, come on, go ahea-YES. She just shrugged and went inside. I let out a deep breath, one down about a hundred more to go.
I finally decided to take the plunge and before I was even five steps in the door I was assaulted by a multitude of cheers, a handful of "welcome backs", even a few "Lindsay's?".
It was true, both me and Lindsay's had been chasing our dream of dance since we were in diapers, we were inseparable most of the time.
When I got accepted and she didn't it had caused a gap between us that neither of us had the ability or knowledge to bridge.
Apparently she had quit about two years ago to focus on her gymnastics and cheerleading.
Once I had confirmed it was me not Lindsay and I was back for the rest of the year the chatter died down and class went on as normal. I did six hours six days a week and four hours on Sunday's.
It was enough to keep me out of the house. Somewhere I was desperately trying to avoid, Between my mom's over perkiness, my dads simple lack of caring and interest, and my sisters complete and utter hatred and disdain for me.
It was basically a ticking time bomb threatening to explode anytime I went near it and pounding in the back of my head when I wasn't.
I watched the rain drip down the window from my spot on the floor.
I was supposed to be watching and learning the solo Mrs. Holder had picked for me for Second Month evaluations. Besides these and our end of year auditions we didn't perform for anybody but each other.
For some reason I couldn't focus, maybe it was because I already knew Kitri's solo variation but it was most likely because school starts on Monday.
I would be a liar if I said I wasn't nervous, and since I always try to be honest.
I guess I'm screwed
You can do this Kayla! its simple. You talk to the people you know and like and ignore the people you don't.
This whole day has smelled of disaster since the moment I woke up this morning. Or maybe that was just the smell of burnt oatmeal banana pancakes but whatever it was, it reeked.
I was wearing my scuffed converse, worn out jeans, and a "Keep Calm and Point Your Toes" t-shirt.
I was absolutely not a morning person so I always dress horribly.
I finally talked myself into going into the front office 10 min before the starting bell.
I didn't even make it halfway across the parking lot before I was knocked off balance by a brick wall.
Lucky for me brick walls have good reflexes or else I would be on butt planting into the wet cracked asphalt.
No wait... it can't be!
"QUIL ALTERA! IS THAT REALLY YOU!"
"hey Kay Kay I heard a little rumor that you were back in town" The shockingly buff giant grinned down at me obviously relishing the height difference.
For years I had teased him about being the same height as one of the smallest girls in school even when all the boys had hit there growth spurts.
For a few seconds I simply stood there gawking at him and his muscles
"Wow, your so... tall now" I said tilting my head back for emphasis. He smirked "you can't tease me now Kay Kay."
I narrowed my eyes playfully at him "don't fret tall, studly one I'm sure you'll screw up something or someone soon and I'll make sure to tease you for that."
He just grinned like a idiot at me and took my books always the obnoxious gentleman.
Quill easily pushed his way through the sea of bodies making it much easier for me to navigate.
We walked arm and arm in silence until we reached the front office where he started transferring the books back to me. "Paul didn't mention anything about you being back."
"Paul didn't know."
He inclined his head curiously
"we haven't been in touch it years"
silence
"I did see him though, at the beach"
silence still
" He didn't recognize me"
This got his attention. "WHAT!" I winced as his loud bass resonated in my eardrums, "yeah um, he fell into me trying to catch a football or something and he just told me to "get the fuck out of the way" sooo I'm going to assume he didn't know it was me."
Quill looked slightly disturbed "maybe he thought you were Lindsay? You know those to never get along." I nodded my head but inside I doubted it.
Paul had always been one of the few who could truly tell us apart, no problem.
Quill opened his mouth to say something else but was interrupted my the warning bell. "well I better go" he pulled me in for a brief but warm hug before sprinting off into the quickly evaporating crowd dodging stragglers as he went.
I sighed my good mood I got from being around Quill disappearing and quickly got my schedule from the lady at the front desk who obviously shared my feelings.
You can do this Kayla I reminded myself as I took a deep breath before opening the door to my first class.
About 20 sets of unfamiliar eyes locked on to my like heat seeking missiles.
Ok
I can't do this.
