Chapter: 3
When Mitchie got home, she saw T.J. sitting on one of the seats in the foyer, waiting. "Ah, Mitchie, finally. Why are you always so late?" – Mitchie's eyes narrowed slightly, her step-sisters weren't even home yet! She said nothing though as T.J. stood up and walked over to the younger girl, their eyes locking. "Anyway, I have to go get more botox done so I expect you to have my dinner ready for when I return home."
"Of course." Mitchie answered with just a hint of sarcasm. "Nothing would give me greater joy" T.J. merely sniffed and walked out of the house.
Going up to her room, Mitchie changed into her work attire before heading back down stairs. Exiting out the door she walked the extremely short distance to The Palace.
"Hi honey, how was school?" Connie greeted her as soon as she walked through the door, the largest smile she ever saw, but Mitchie couldn't smile back when she saw The Palace, it was almost completely empty. At one point The Palace was always booming with music and people she could still remember when her father would sit at the piano and play, with her on his lap, the hustle and bustle of the waiters and customers everywhere. It was so amazing!
But after her father died it all changed, since there was no will everything he owned now belonged to T.J, and a couple of weeks after his death, T.J. sold her father's piano to pay for a karaoke machine, after that about half the staff quit and nothing has been the same. It made almost made her want to cry.
"-kay?" A sudden hand waved in front of her face.
The younger girl snapped from her depressing daze.
"What?"
Connie looked at the girl quizzically for a second. "I asked if you were okay?"
Mitchie shook her head. "Yeah, I'm fine."
With one more shake of her head Mitchie walked into the kitchen to grab her apron and notepad. Well time to get ready for another glorious day of work. Yayyyy...
It was the next morning and Shane was still in bed, he had absolutely no plan to go to school so there was no point in getting up. That was at least, until the covers were ripped away from his body.
"Rise and shine, Superstar." He heard Nate laugh from above him.
Sitting up to look at the younger male, he glared "Go away, Nate."
Nate didn't move, just crossed his arms as Shane huffed and turned around, stuffing face back into the pillow hoping that his brother would leave him alone. He didn't sign up for this.
"Come on Shane, don't make me do this." Nate continued to urge, but when the taller male still refused to move he had no other choice. Grabbing the vase with flowers in it on the nightstand, the younger boy quickly removed the flowers, and poured the remaining water onto his older brothers head.
Shane yelped as the cold water was splashed on his head. Leaning up on his elbows, water dripped from his hair along his face and to the bed. "What the hell dude!"
"Oh, sorry. Don't say I didn't warn you." Another chuckle left his lips, as he put the vase with the flowers in it, back on the bed side table.
"Fine I'm up. Okay. I'm up."
"Good cuz school starts in five minutes." And with that he left the room, a smug smile still on his lips, but turned around at the doorway last second. "Oh and can you put some water in that vase? Your flowers look a little parched. "
Barring his head in his pillow, Shane gave a little scream of annoyance. Clambering out bed, he removed his sheets and pillow covers throwing them in a pile near his bathroom door before stepping in to take his shower.
By the time lunch had past, the day had pretty much been the same as the one before, including the mobs of fan girls chasing them around. The only thing difference now, was instead of ditching school after lunch like he had done yesterday, Shane was being escorted to his next dance class.
Brown had his hand on his nephews shoulder as he led him to his next class, to make sure he didn't skip... again.
"I don't need a chaperon uncle!"
"Well, seeing how you blew off half your classes yesterday, you sort of do."
"I didn't sign up for this Uncle Brown. Get my agent?."
"Get your agent? Do you hear yourself Shane? What happened to you man? That boy on the TV, that's not who you really are." Brown faced Shane, staring directly into his eye, and pointing to Shane's heart as he talked. "In there Shane. What happened to the kid who just loved music?"
"He grew up."
"Big whoop! Stop acting like it's all about you!" Brown said looking really hurt,
"In my world, it is."
Brown put his arm around Shane's shoulders.
"Well then, seeing as you now go to school, and I'm the head master, that means you're in my world now and in my world, Shane you are considered a student at this school, which means that you have to go to class." Said Brown letting go of his nephew. "Starting with Hip hop class. And 5,6,7,8." He did a little robot dance and walked away before his nephew could say anything more to him.
Shane watched his uncle walk away from him and off to who knows where.
He sighed and looked to the room that held his new dance class. God did he hate his uncle and brothers right now.
Sitting down next to the door, Shane tried to gather his thoughts before he went in for class with those god awful students.
Shane moved over to the doors of the front of the class to peer inside and immediately saw the girl he had meet so many times yesterday, with another girl with curly brown hair and a bold fashion choice, stretching near the back left corner of the room.
With one more small sigh, he stood up, ruffling his straight hair.
Mitchie bent down to touch her toes, the muscles in her legs melding into place as she moved. Caitlyn was beside her, trying her best to fit the tangled mess of curls into a ponytail. Tess was there as well, standing next to Ella and Peggy near the front door of the room, just talking, not even bothering to try and get ready for class.
"Good afternoon, class." Miss Alex, the dance instructor greeted when she walked into the room, She had long, brown hair let loose in soft curls, her skin was fair, she had petite hands, her rosy cheeks were endearing, her stunning eyes almost like melted gold, her lips were full and kissable, and she had a very slim figure. "It's one thing to dance with your feet. It's another thing to dance with your heart." she said the same thing everyday, dancing was her passion after all.
"Now let's start with some sun salutations." Mitchie followed suit, mimicking the instructor, or at least she tried, until there was a sudden scream.
"Oh, my God. It's Shane Gray!"
Well that explained the screaming. Peering at the door Mitchie and Caitlyn watched as the young male walked into the room, his smile aloof and unhappy.
"Shane Gray, as I live and dance, I'm so glad you could join us today." Miss Alex, and Shane looked just the slightest bit embarrassed, bowing himself oddly, looking away from the older woman.
Miss Alex smirked slightly.
"Alright then class, I know all of you are planning on enrolling in the upcoming competition, so I was thinking that you might like to learn some moves, from the man who made them famous: Shane Gray."
If shock wasn't written across Shane's face he didn't know what was. She actually wanted him to teach her class? What the hell was she thinking. But he couldn't exactly say no.
Stepping where Miss Alex once was he bit his lip. "Alright, sooo, uh, how you guys doing? You ready to show me what you got?"
The class erupted in cheers, Mitchie and Caitlyn included.
"Okay, nice, So I'm gonna start off the combination and show it to you slow, then we'll speed it up, okay? Follow me." He gestured for Miss Alex to turn on the stereo and he began to move.
Sometimes it feels
Like everybody wants something from me
Don't understand, I can only be one person,
Got game, got fame, got everything in this world I need
Bringing his hands together he brought them to his chest crossing his legs and moving to the side, before spinning around, and stopping halfway through. He turned swinging his arms out and bowing, legs twisting themselves about until he did a entire 360.
"Okay, your energy's about a five, I need a 10."
The other student copied, and Shane had to say, they really weren't that bad, especially the girl he had met yesterday.
"Here we go."
But the girl, I don't know her name
'Cause I've only met her in my dreams
But I'm gonna find her 'cause she's
Just that girl, the one that's dancin' through my mind
Just that girl, the girl that I've been tryna find
Just that girl, her style is crazy, she's a dime
And it's almost like I can see her, she's just that girl
As they neared the end of the song however, a lanky boy, Andrew, bumped into the blond girl Tess, tripping and falling onto the ground with a large thump.
"Talk about dancing to a beat of a different drum." Said Tess rudely with her arms crossed, laughing maliciously, while the rest of the class went to help him up.
Shane shook his head at Tess and glared at her from his spot standing next to Mitchie, before looking down at Andrew.
"You any good on the drums?"
Everyone watched as Andrew took out his drum sticks and started drumming an elaborate sequence beat in the cabin floor.
"Man, you're a drummer, dude. The drummer controls the beat. The rhythm's in your hands." Shane smiled holding out his hand to helped Andrew up.
"Yeah, I guess," he muttered.
"Now we just got to work on getting that beat from your hands to your feet."
Mitchie wanted to laugh, as Shane shook Andrew's hand and went back to the front of the class.
"Alright so now that, that's over and you guys have got the moves down. Why don't we do it again?" No one said anything so he continued. " Good, so we'll break it down, do it slower. so you can put your own style on it. And make it your own. We'll start in the same spot."
The music started again and the class all began to move to the familiar beat.
Something happens when you groove
Earth beneath you starts to move
It's so bad, I'm lookin' at you
'Cause you are that girl
Crazy how you work that frame
You and me, we could change the game
What's your secret? What's your name?
That girl
Moving to each of the girls Shane danced, bringing his hands together back over his chest once more and swinging out his arms, crossing his legs and moving to the side. Tess moved in front of him, turning herself around so that her back melded into his torso, she moved her hips, arms running themselves across his face from behind.
It was more then awkward for Shane as the blond girl practically tried to grind with him, before he spun around, stopping halfway through to his next dance partner which just so happened to be the girl from the day before. Bowing his legs Shane placed his hand on the girl's waist as they moved to the side, twisting themselves around and back, the brunette raising her hands above her head, adding in a bit of herself into the routine
To me you're a star
When you move you're off the charts
You've already won my heart
That girl
To me you're a star
You don't have to play the part
You can be just who you are
'Cause you're just that girl
The one that's dancin' through my mind
Just that girl, the girl that I've been tryna find
Just that girl, her style is crazy, she's a dime
And it's almost like I can see her, she's just that girl
Yes she know she's just that girl
She know she's just that girl
That girl baby, just that girl
When the song ended people were panting and they all looked exhausted.
"Nice. Now, if you guys can dance like that in the competition then we are gonna have some serious fun."
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