~Disclaimer~ I forgot what chapter this was but oh well!! Lol!! Anywho, I have nothing more to say!! Lol!! Sorry that I haven't updated in awhile! I've been kinda busy!! I've gotten several complaints, ok, actually only one complaint, but yeah, saying that I was copying off of someone's story. I am no way copying off of anyone's story, and if it seems like that then I am very sorry. I do not mean to make it seem like anyone's story. Let me just say, I have read the story that people think I'm copying off of and in my opinion it is nothing like it. However, I will put a twist in very soon, so I don't get anymore complaints. Thanks for the cooperation. I only own Ann Marie. Thanks! REVIEW
My heart began to beat, I swear that I could almost hear it. I felt the nerves, that had been building up inside of me through this entire vacation so far, erupt and I started to sweat despite the chilling air. My hands grew clammy and I gasp for air in a state of shock. I blinked uncontrollably at Johnny, and then looked to the ground. He looked good. His hair lingered in the wind as a breeze came through the doors and his dark black shirt stuck to his well endowed chest because of the sweat that his body was producing. The black pants that he was wearing hung loosely around his waist, allowing enough room to move around and dance in.
Johnny's dark haired dance partner matched his looks. She was as beautiful as he was handsome. Her long dark chocolate colored hair hung down past her butt and matched her slinky dark dress, and her soft colored shoes matched the color of her creamy skin. Her piercing dark eyes glared at me like she wanted to shoot daggers through my head. You could tell she was a dancer; her body was long and lanky, just like Penny's had been.
In an attempt to make me jealous, and let me just say, it worked, the dark haired beauty put her arm around Johnny's waist and smiled at me. She was meaning to make me mad. That was when I started to wonder if maybe Johnny had told her about me. It made me want to know how he had described me to her. Had he said I was beautiful, sweet, caring, great, a dancer, or did he say I was hideous, uncaring, and a bad dancer? I wanted to know. I needed answers. I needed to talk to Johnny.
"Baby." Johnny stated, this time a little more sure of himself. "Baby, it really is you." I just stood there unsure of what to say or do. I really didn't know. This was awkward.
"Johnny," I finally said and I could feel my voice tremble. I wondered if he knew how scared I was. If he did, he sure wasn't letting on like it. "Johnny, hi." My voice was quiet but I was surprised to find that I could actually get two whole words out of my mouth, and the two words happened to form a sentence so that was good.
"Johnny." His dance partner elbowed him in the side and then in a seductive voice said, "Aren't you forgetting something?" I felt like telling her to shut up and let Johnny say what he wanted to say but I didn't.
"Right." Johnny glanced to me not sure of how to introduce me.
"Let me do the pleasure," I saved myself from any embarrassment. "I'm Baby." I didn't add what relation I was to Johnny, because I didn't know. Was I an old friend? Was I an ex-girlfriend? Was I just a friend? Did he consider me a family member? What was I to him?
She just nodded her head and grabbed on to Johnny's arm. "Aren't you going to introduce me to Baby?" She said my name like it was the most horrendous thing she'd ever heard. Yes, I admit, it's not the greatest name but I don't think its that bad either. I kinda liked my name. It was very unique which I loved. Plus, it was just a nickname.
"This is Ann Marie." I waited for him to add something else to that. In a quiet voice that I could barely make out he said, "My fiancee." I'm pretty sure at that statement my mouth hit the ground. So he was engaged? I had to get away from him. And I had to do it fast. I could already feel the tears working their way up my throat and they began to fill my eyes. I could not let Johnny see me cry over him. Most of all, I could not give Ann Marie the satisfaction of seeing me cry.
I blinked the tears back and forced a weak smile. "Congratulations, Johnny." He looked at me as if he knew something was wrong. I glanced to Ann Marie, who was smiling devilishly, and then back to Johnny. The tears continued to rise in my throat and fill my eyes. I didn't even think I could talk, but somehow I managed. "Well, I better be going."
I started to walk off. "Baby, wait!" I turned around to Johnny's voice.
"Johnny!" Ann Marie swung her long brown hair and put her hands on her hips. "What do you want with her?" She sounded very agitated, so from the sound of it I figured that Johnny had told her about me. She probably knew I was an ex-girlfriend. I'm guessing that's what Johnny had told her I was. Not a friend, not a family member, just an ex-girlfriend. Is that all I was to him?
"See you around, Johnny." I forced another fake smile. There was no need for me to intrude. Him and Ann Marie seemed to be having a good time together. They seemed genuinely happy. So what if I wasn't happy for them? Would any girl be happy for her ex? Her ex that she still had feelings for?
"Wait, I have a boyfriend." I told myself this as I exited the "dance quarters."
The tears fell as I walked back to my "house" and I didn't care. I didn't bother to wipe them away. I was tired of pretending; I was tired of putting up the act. No matter how hard I tried, everyone knew that I wasn't happy to be back at Kellermans. Even my dad knew, he just pretended that he didn't. Johnny being engaged was the last straw. I would stay one more day, but after tomorrow I would go home.
I'd get a flight back to my home and stay there the rest of the summer. Nobody would probably care. At least Johnny wouldn't care. In fact, him and Ann Marie would probably be happier if I left.
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