A/N: Hola Folks. Time for Ch. 2!!!!
Disclaimer: I own nothing…just ideas!
Ch.2: Searching
So after Caitlyn finished the tour, she told me about Connect 3, since she knew them so well while walking back to my cabin.
"…and Jason's with Ella. Ella's like my sister. Ella and Nate were born from the same mom, so they're actual siblings." Caitlyn continued.
"What about Shane?" I asked.
"Oh," Caitlyn said, "he's single. Actually, he's been single. He never had an actual relationship with anybody. He doesn't date."
I just nodded. "Hey, you better get to your next class, you're gonna be late." Caitlyn said. I looked at my watch. She was right.
"Thanks Cait!" I said as I ran off.
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When I entered the classroom, I saw that Shane was the instructor for this dance class. A gush of wind blew behind me and Shane looked like he was in pain. He was just sitting there. How can something suddenly hurt?
I sat down in an empty space on the floor. There were no chairs
Someone close to me tapped my shoulder. I turned around and saw a beautiful black haired girl. Her hair flowed
"Aren't you Michelle Torres?" the girl said, "I'm Ella Johnson." She stuck her hand her gloved hand out for me to shake. I did. Her eyes were a golden honey color.
"Mitchie, actually," I said, "You must be Nate's sister."
"Yeah, I am."
"How did you know my name?"
"Last year Connie talked about how you should join the camp and stuff. And I saw you walking with your mom."
"Oh." I said, "Well, nice to meet you."
"You too."
Shane stood up to get the boom-box working and a few girls whispered. He looked at me for a split second almost glowering. I saw his irises. Coal black.
Finally a pop-ish hip hop song came on and Shane told us to stand up.
"Follow me…if you can." He said with a smirk. He showed us a complete choreographed dance. I tried to keep up, as well as some other students.
One dancer, Andy, he tripped, skidded a bit, and started bleeding. Everyone was at his side at once. I don't like the smell of blood. It was like rust and salt. I tried not to think about it and breathed through my mouth. I glanced around and saw Ella put a hand on Shane's shoulder and mouth something at him what looked like, "No Shane." Shane had a wide-eyed look.
"Someone take him to the nurse!" He suddenly yelped. Two volunteers helped him up and took him out, dripping with blood. Then a mop came across the floor and cleaned up the blood. Thank goodness.
"Okay," Shane said looking at his watch, "Class is over. You're dismissed."
I was one of the last ones to walk out. I hid on the outside of the wall, trying to listen in. "That was close wasn't it?" Shane's voice said.
"More like very!" Ella said, furious. "Why didn't you just go with Jason and I while we were in Oregon?!"
"I-I'm sorry." Shane said.
"Wait 'till Brown hears this. Then you'll be sorry."
They both walked out the opposite side door. I wonder what that was all about.
I walked around the lake about one and a half times, thinking about what they said. On about the 2nd round, I heard a guitar strumming. It was Shane sitting on a fallen tree cut in the shape of a bench. He was playing a song I've never heard before. He suddenly stopped and turned around to look at me. I pretended that I was walking and just so happened to look at him. Phew…
Dance class the next day was just going over that same routine and Shane telling us on how to improve on the moves. (A/N: That kinda rhymed! LOL! Improve on the moves. Anyways, back to the story.) And after class, Shane went to that same spot.
But the day after that, Jason filled in for Shane. And the day after that, and the day after that, and the day after that…
Shane wasn't at his usual guitar spot either.
I bumped into him one day in the midst of his absence. "I-I" I stuttered, "I didn't see you there. Sorry."
"Just watch where you're going." He spat coldly, glaring as he walked away.
I planned on talking to him demanding what his problem was, but he was still absent. Everyday, I waited for him, anxiously looking at the door. But it would be Jason running in to tell us what kind of bird he saw while walking here.
I just gave up after that.
Until one day Shane walked through the door for dance class.
"Hey guys," He said, "I'm sure Jason taught you well. Let's see where you are."
And then, he winked at me. ME.
That's when I saw his eye color was a golden color.
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OOOH!!! Dun dun dun...
What will Mitchie say to Shane????