Chapter Fourteen

Addison POV

The game was good. Soon enough, sooner than I expected it was half time. The cheerleaders always did a routine, consisting of stunts and tumbling, sometimes showing their competition routine, using half time as an extra practice. And because performing in front of a crowd, especially a home crowd made the squad better, you knew if it was any good. I know from experience.

And then it was our turn. We always did a routine that required us to be in perfect sync, with lots of spins,jumps and tumbling. Not every dance squad was the same, but that was our coach's preference when it came to routines.

I was good and we performed excellently. My spins were spot on- especially my fouette turns- I found them hard to do, even now. My landing on my round-off back-handspring was not the best as I kind of sprung forward instead of landing straight but whatever. I'll deal.

At the end of the routine, with me spinning and then leaning against Helen, the applause from the crowd filled me with pride. We had spent quite a lot of time on this routine, learning to get it right, get the timing. It was definitely one of our best yet.

I loved performing for people. I put my entire self into my performances, my feelings- happiness, control, my personality. What made me, me. Showed how much I loved to dance. I believed that's what made me such a good dancer.

At the end of the game Logan came up to me. "When you're ready with your stuff, we'll go. Don't think you can weasel your way out of it." I gulped and nodded.

Inside I was petrified. Tonight was my punishment night. I was going to get it bad. I took my time grabbing my stuff but I couldn't stall for too long since Logan would get annoyed. And I was in big enough trouble as it was.

Leaving the girls changing room, I met him at the gates, that led towards the school and parking lot. He took my bag and led the way. People were yelling hellos, well dones and good routines at us. We acknowledged them but otherwise we walked in silence.

Arriving at the car, he smiled at me. "You did well today, AJ. I liked the routine." I smiled back at him, proud. It was moments like this, when I remembered why I was with him. "Thank you." I said back.

As I slid my seatbelt across I asked him. "How did I get home last night. I don't remember anything after we arrived at yours." " You fell asleep on my bed. I had to carry to my car, drive you home and while carrying you again, unock your front door and put you to bed. Your dad was still up so he showed me out. It's fine. You had fun last night, didn't you?" "Yes, I did." "Good. At least you get a good night this weekend. Tonight is going to be far from nice."

And just like that his mood, his character changed. He was back in I'm in charge mode. The mode that I had to be careful. It never helped to anger him when he was in this mood. It just made things worse.

"You understand what going to happen, don't you?" I sat there, in silence, mulling thoughts over, thoughts not connected to him or what he said. I knew. " Acknowledge what I said. Do you understand?" His voice broke my thoughts. I nodded that I understood. I muttered "I understand." "What is going to happen?" "I'm going to be punished. I didn't follow orders." "That's right."

He then went quiet and focused on the drive.

I sat, thinking about the punishment to come. Logan loved to be creative and came up with different punishments all the time. He was also quite old-fashioned and liked to keep things simple. So tonight could either way.

And before I knew it, we were pulling into the driveway of his house. I got out of the car, with a heart full of apprehension and unwillingness.

Opening the door he ordered me. "Go upstairs, to my room Reynolds and wait there for me. I won't be long and then we'll start."

Going up the stairs, my feet seemed to drag. I didn't want to be here. But I had no choice. It would be worse for me. I had to do this. I had been naughty. I had not followed rules.

AN: I used to dance, mostly ballet but it has been awhile so it is hard for me to describe moves and routines so if I mention it in the future it will be basic. I have never done gymnastics so I am basing her tumbling on what a friend was once showing me.

The next chapter is the punishment chapter- finally. I have having trouble knowing what the punishment should and will be. So if anyone has any ideas or comments on it, help would be really much appreciated.