So this chapter aren't very long. I'm a little busy right now. Special thanks to lalala777 who motivated me to write something. It's different then other chapters. Not much action but in next chap there's gonna be more. Wish you nice read!

I threw myself on the bed and sighted. That was the worst week I've ever had. In my mind I had only word 'Practice!'. I closed my eyes and everything came back to me like a storm.

Wednesday

Collins left his group for Winter Gala and went to class where me and Adam were eating crisps. He was quite furious and started screaming that we should practice and don't waste time.

"Listen up. In Waltz you need to be elegant and calm. You should look like you're centimeter over the floor. Like flying. Make everyone believe that they're all in a fairy tale."

Adam snorted.

"There is nothing funny in this mr. Kowalczyk" he said deadly serious "Dancers are like actors, the difference is that we don't talk"

"But I like to talk" he said grinning.

"But no one likes to listen to you" said Collins sarcastically. This was my time to snort. Collins seemed unmoved, but when he thought nobody's looking he smiled delicately.

For three horrible hours we tried to move freely and every hour we failed. I saw Blakey face palm.

I was even too tired to go to a party at night time.

Thursday

When I went to our classroom Collins and Adam were already there.

"Today we're going to try differently" his voice was mysterious. "Please get started"

We went to the middle of the gym not knowing what to expect.

Suddenly the lights went out. I saw nothing.

"Director!" we shouted in unison.

"Stay calm" the music started playing "just dance"

Very hesitantly we started dancing. We didn't stomp on each other but it was still kinda problematic. I felt the heat of his body but I didn't see him. Every touch seemed more focused.

"Are you managing somehow?" asked Collins. Funny but I almost forgot he's here. When it's dark you give more attention to what you can feel is there.

"Yes" we said quickly.

"Good. Try to imagine something. For example try to think that you're dancing on the clouds. There's no floor. If you're going to believe that, everyone will"

I tried to see the blue sky with the fluffy clouds. Imagine the sound of birds and feel the wind. After a while I was close to believe that it was true.

I saw us dancing and stomping from cloud to cloud the fluffiness touching our feet. It was delightful. Almost like flying.

I never wanted it to end.

After this we both felt dizzy.

"Does it work for you?" asked Collins.

"Hell yeah" we agreed.

Friday

Collins said what figures he expects us to perform. That's not gonna be easy, but I already knew that. Nothing is ever easy with Blakey. He just has to be complicated.

We tried to dance them but well, not everything goes greatly for the first time. But now we have something to practice for a weekend. Yupi! Like we're not already tired.

After Adam went home I was practicing with head master. It always seems different then dancing with Adam. He smells, touch and dance differently.

"Andy, I have something to tell you." He said looking me in the eyes "I got a really interesting proposition lately"

"And what does it have to do with me?"

"Actually a known freestyler thinks about teaching in this school"

I looked at him wide eyed, not knowing what to say.

"See, a year ago I would decline it immediately. But now I think it may actually help the school. And it's because of you."

"Because of me? Why?"

"You showed me that people like you are not without ambition. You put a lot of your hard work into dancing."

"Thank you?" I said disbelieving.

"Don't take it wrongly. I still think ballet is the truest dance" he said half-heartedly "And we need to make a performance to persuade that teacher"

"You want me to lead the performance?"

"You don't want to?" he said worriedly.

"I would like to but the Gala and everything…"

"You should be able to do it after the Gala. So, do you agree? The crew and everything is up to you. I will just pay for this, and maybe control you a little"

"Hm.. Ok, I will do it"

"Great!" he said flashing me a smile.

After our lesson ended I went to Secretary for some document.

"Blake left his wallet again!" she sighted resigned. She was quite old, so only she was allowed to use his name so freely.

"Becky, I can give it to him. I live nearby" Chase once took me to his house when he was gone. It really wasn't far.

"Would you do it for me?"

"Of course, Beck." I said. She was always so nice to us that I felt obligated to help her sometimes. Well, maybe I was just curious how the horrible head master Collins behaved at home.

And thinking about it I drifted off to sleep.

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