Here is another chapter of After Dance Academy.

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They walked into her apartment, took off their shoes, and sat down on the couch. They sat so that they were facing each other with their feet in between them.

"So," Christian started. "What are you going to do now that you're not at the Academy or with the company anymore?"

"I won't give up dancing all together, now it will just be for fun, but I will need to start looking for a job, my parents can't pay for this place forever."

"Well, Zack actually wanted me to ask you if you would come and teach as a replacement for Ms. Rain since she moved to Texas, and I was also wondering if you would mind helping me with the girls at Sammy's studio who want to dance ballet."

"Oh my God, I would love to, to both offers. Can you tell Zack I said yes?"

"Of course, I just-" Christian cut off. He knew what he wanted to say, just not how he wanted to say it.

"Just- what," Tara questioned.

"I just think that the way you danced and still dance, it tells a story, like at the Prix de Fonteyn Grace might have been technically perfect, but there was not one single person who was not crying by the time you were finished. Grace danced it well, but you put your heart into it and to be honest I think it was everyone's, even the judges, favorite dance, along with Ben's. I think that will help the kids learn that you don't dance to be the best. You dance to express yourself and because you love it."

Tara had tears in her eyes. "Thank you."

She flew over from her side of the couch to his and attacked him in a hug. His arms slowly came around her and he held her close. Slowly she moved so that her arms were around him and her head was on his chest and his arm was around her the other hand playing with her hair.

"Let's play 20 questions," Tara suggested.

"Okay. What was the best day of your life," Christian asked.

"It was probably my first day at the Academy, when I met all of you guys," she answered. Especially you, she thought. "What about you?"

"It would have to be the day I met you, that was the day my life really started turning around for the better."

Tara nodded. What she didn't know was that was only one of his choices for his best day ever, his other was the day she told him she loved him too, but he figured the safer option was the one that suggested that they were still just friends and not the one that just shouted, " HEY! I'M STILL HOPLESSLY IN LOVE WITH YOU! SHOOT ME DOWN AND BREAK MY HEART!" See like I said before, both of their answers had something to do with the other romantically, even if it wasn't said out loud. Both are completely oblivious to the others feelings. Ughhh!

"Okay, ummmm, what is the thing you miss most about the Academy," Christian asked.

"Probably... putting on performances, I always loved showing people a story giving them something that will make them think and move their hearts. What is your favorite time of year," she responded.

"Unlike my answer would have been last year, it would have to be the whole school year."

"Why is that?"

"Ah, ah, ah it's my turn now. What is your favorite book?"

"Pride and Prejudice. Now will you tell me why you miraculously love the school year?"

"Well, it's because, I finally know what I really want to do with my life and I want to do it and inspire kids to do what they love and I love and express themselves. I love giving these kids what I never had until I got to the Academy. What is the best dream you have ever had," he questioned.

"Well, do you remember when I used to want to fly?"

"Yeah."

"That was exactly what I was doing, flying, I felt so alive and free. How about you?" Because it totally wasn't the one where you kissed me and we finally live happily ever after, She thought.

"I think it was this one dream I had where all of us were just happy and unstressed and carefree and Sammy was still here." And you and I totally weren't together and completely in love, he thought sarcastically.

"What is the most amazing food you have ever had?" he continued.

"Ummm, chocolate chip cookies. What's yours?"

"Pancakes, all the way. Favorite color?"

"Purple. Favorite day of the week?"

"Friday, because I still get to teach, but when I get home I can nap and not worry about lesson plans for the next day because I have all weekend," he said. "What is the most fun you have ever had?"

"When we all danced at the opening today. You?"

"Probably the same, you know I think the academy puts so much effort into technique, sometimes the kids forget why they started to dance."

"Yeah, maybe we should change that a little this year."

"Maybe we should. Anyway, what is your favorite movie?" he went back to questioning.

"The Notebook. And yours?"

"Any horror movie. What is the best thing you have ever done on the farm?"

"Hanging with the animals, of course. Most amazing dance move you have ever learned?"

"Every hip-hop move ever."

"I need a snack," Tara interrupted the game. "I am going to make some popcorn and then we can watch a movie if you'd like."

"That sounds great, I'll pick the movie."

Okay so how was that? I would like to remind you that constructive criticism does wonders for my writing. It makes me better and I love getting better at writing. Thank you all for reading, I love you guys. Until next time.