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Dangerous
Chapter 2

The next morning I got and went into the living room seeing Anna drinking coffee watching Dr. Phil.

"Going running." I said and she nodded.

"Kay, when you come back. We're going to an auction." she said.

"Why don't you c-"

"I'll go running tomorrow with you, damnit Gabi!" Anna said cutting my off. I looked at her cup seeing it full of coffee. I nodded. That's why she's grouchy. No coffee. I smiled. She's going running with me tomorrow.

I went running the same path I went running down yesterday except this time I stopped and looked at the duck pond for a minute or two while I drank my water. I then began running again on a path that went through the entire park and a tree area. Running cleared my mind. It was relaxing. It woke me up. I ran track in High School and played soccer. Not because I like sports but because I liked the running. Running was the best part of everything too me. Dancing was another hobby of mine. When I was growing up my mother always made me go to four hour dance classes four times a week until I graduated High School and moved out. My dad was always coming up with health tips and only bringing home organic stuff. So I was an overall healthy person, and a health freak because of my parents.

I was brought out of my thoughts by bumping into something hard. I shrieked as my body went backwards in the opposite direction I was going and collided with the cold wet grass. I pushed myself off the grass. The looked to see what-Let me rephrase that. Who I bumped into. I met eyes with Troy Bolton. He was wearing a jersey and basketball shorts and Nike's. He began jogging away as I pushed my self off of the ground and getting up. He didn't look back at me and he just continued running. I felt grass in my hair and took my hair out of the pony tail it was in and shook it trying to get the grass out. I groaned and began walking back to Anna's.

I walked into Anna's apartment seeing her hair wet from washing it. She looked at me and her eyes widened then she giggled.

"Really? Did you honestly play at the playground?" Anna scoffs jokingly.

"I bumped into someone." I hissed.

"Are you okay?" she asked me confused. "Did the jackass even help you?"

"No." I said shaking my head choosing not to tell her it was Troy.

"Well it's normal, there's always a hit and run. New Yorkers can be jackasses sometimes, Gabs." Anna said looking at me sorry.

After I showered I got ready for the auction. I put on light blue halter floor length dress with nude colored heels. My hair was wavy and controled in a way and my makeup was natural. While Anna was wearing a white Chanel pant-suit with dark pink pumps. Her hair was in spiral curls from her wand, and her makeup was a brown smokey eye. A limo came out front of Anna's building to pick us up and we left.

"You go to auctions?" I asked her.

"All the time, I buy stuff, auction stuff, trade. It's pretty fun." she said shrugging. "I also go to Casinos." she smiled.

"You gamble?"

"Um a little it's fun, we should go tonight!" Anna smiled. "Wait no, the improv contest is tonight."

"I thought you said two days." I asked her. And she smiled then bit her lip and shrugged.

"You do, the day I told you was one day and the day after makes two days." she said.

"Anna, you bitch. I can't go to the auction with you! I have to go dance." I say running my fingers through my hair.

"Well my friends owns a studio down the street. I'm pretty sure she has an open room you can dance in?" Anna says picking up her phone. "After the auction I'll come get you and we can go eat some lunch?"

"Sounds like a plan." I smile.

I stood in the empty dance room of the studio located in New York. The room was huge. There was an upstairs for people to watch and another mirror that was a window for more people to watch. The room was the half the size of a high gym, and has mirrors covering one whole wall. The floors were white shiny tiles and the walls were a dark pink color with silhouette paintings of dancers in various dance moves. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing spandex and a hot pink Nike sports bra. My hair was in a next pony tail on top of my head. My makeup was natural. I had my caramel colored leather jazz shoes on my feet. I began stretching.

First my arms, then my legs.

I slid into the splits and sat there for a second. I got up then the door opened. It was Anna's friend and now my friend, Evelyn.

"Hi!" she smiled. She was tall and slim, obviously a dancer I could tell by her body. She had shoulder length light brown hair that was in curls framing her face. She had big hazel eyes with green and blue in them. She walked up to me giving me a warm smile. She was wearing black legging and a galaxy printed sports bra, on her feet were nude leather jazz shoes.

"Hey Evelyn." I said smiling at her.

"Anna, told me you're doing an improv contest?" she asked me and I nodded.

"Improvs are competitive." she said nodding.

"You've done some?" I ask her and she nods pushing her hair out of her face.

"I made it to the final round, then lost." she said.

"You think you can help me?" I ask her. She smiles and nods.

"I'd love to!" she giggles. She walks over across the room to the Ipod dock and plugs her phone in then puts on a song, I've never heard before. "So first thing when doing an improv is to feel the music." she says.

"Like don't dance?" I ask her and she nods.

"For about three seconds, then begin dancing. But you have to understand what you're dancing too somewhat." she says. "Then when you're ready, dance. Do whatever your body wants to do, as long as it's not repetitive. Never do the same thing twice. Always make eye contact with the judges. And use your face when you perform." she says. She picks up a controller and pauses the song.

"Okay, that seems...simple." I said unsure. She chuckled and looked at me.

"I'm going have a random song play and you're just going to improv on it. I'll stop you if you do something bad, okay?" she says and I nod. She presses the button on the controller and song by Arctic Monkeys plays. I wait and listen to the music then begin dancing. Hearing Evelyn give little positive feedback every now and then.

Whenever I was dancing I really couldn't control what my body was doing, I let my body control it self. I let it move to the music. I made eye contact with Evelyn whenever I had the chance and made sure my face went with the music and continued to dance until I heard the song end.

"What the hell! That was great!" Evelyn jumps up smiling.

"Thanks." I say blushing and looking away.

"You're a natural." Evelyn says.

"I've been dancing since I could walk." Evelyn laughs at me.

"My mom wanted me to dance, but my dad made me do sports. He made me play basketball, which I ended up hating at age 5 so I went to dancing. I've been doing it ever since."

The doors busted open and Anna walked in wearing a floor length blue dress. "Voila! I won a new Chanel Dress and Vera Wang Pant Suit and a Michael Kors bag!" she smiled.

"Won?" Me and Evelyn ask her.

"I auctioned some of my old Michael Kors so I had enough money to go all out and get what I wanted!" Anna smiled big. "I even got a Vera Wang wedding dress."

"You're not gett-" I started.

"It's for you Evelyn, for your wedding!" Anna says happily. "It's going to look beautiful on you!"

"I'm starving." I said and Anna nodded at me.

"Ditto." she says. "We're gonna head to lunch Eve, you wanna join?"

"Uh sure!" Evelyn smiles. I got over to my stuff and pull my orange and white stripped maxi dress over my dance attire. I took my jazz shoes off and put my flip flops on. I walked outside to the parking lot seeing Evelyn wearing a white button down shirt and light brown riding boots.

I was sitting in the private dressing room for me at the arena where the improv contest was held. There were 50 contestants and I was number 14. Anna had just left the room to grab my jazz shoes I had left in her car. My hair was down in a mess and I leaned back in the chair in front of the mirror. I closed my eyes. I was so nervous. I was told the arena would be full tonight. And that just stressed me out. Made me even more nervous. I was pulled out of my thoughts by my dressing room door opening then closing quietly.

"I'm so nervous, that it's starting to make my head hurt." I said frowning. I got silence as an answer. Then I felt fingers run through my hair. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and smiled. "I'm nervous, I hope don't mess up or repeat moves. Ugh this is too stressful!" I complained. Suddenly the fingers running through my hair stopped and I heard the door close. I jumped up and looked behind me confused. A second later Anna walked in holding my jazz shoes.

"Here ya go!" she said happily.

"Why'd you walk in then leave?" I ask her confused.

"What are you talking about? I just got back from the car." she said.

"You ran your fingers through my hair.." I said.

"No, I didn't. I just now walked in. Are you confused or something?" she asks me. "I'm gonna go get my seat." she said then walked out. I began hyperventilating. Who was running their fingers through my hair. Who would just walk into my dressing room like that.

The door opened and I looked behind me.

"You have to be out and ready in five." A lady said then walked out. I calmed myself down then put my shoes on and then put my hair in a neat ponytail on top of my head. I walked out of the dressing room to the staging area. I was walking through the halls when I felt someone staring at me. I looked around then met eyes with blue ones, Troy's blue ones. I ran my fingers through my ponytail. He ran his fingers through my hair. He could've done something too me.

"Miss, come on." the lady said pulling me to the staging area with the other 49 contestants.

Ooooooh the story is heating uppppp ;) What do you guys think will happen next?
I told you that I'd make these filler chapters interesting for you guys, but the next chapter will be much better.
Here's a sneak peak/clue it'll be in Troy's POV ..

Alright 'nuff said.
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-A