Don't Fall For Me.

Chapter Five.

The audition's today.

I dressed like a guy like I told Blossom. It wasn't that hard considering I have such short hair and a very man-like face. There weren't that many participants, I knew I had the chance.

"Next."

I wasn't that of a n expert at playing the piano but I know I can make it. I've played it since I was eight years old. Playing in a band will be easy for me. I just know it.

"What's your name?"

"Uh—Jake."

I should've thought about this, I needed a new name—A guy's name.

"You're in."

Whoa, I made it.

The guy took me to their place, their studio. I looked around. The place was awesome! A little dirty but awesome. I saw the members, practicing and tuning their guitars. They looked at me with friendly faces, I waved and smiled. "This is Jake, our new pianist."

They clapped, gave me high-fives and laughed. I know I'm going to have a blast doing this.

"Hey boss, you back already?"

I turned, I saw the guitarist talking to someone.

"Yeah."

Butch?

What is Butch doing here?

"Oh yeah, Jake, Butch here is the boss. The vocalist and guitarist."

"N-Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too, Jake."

He held out a hand. I grabbed it and shook it as he smiled.

I am so dead.

The practice lasted four hours. I played quite good, no one knew of my true gender and even praised me for a job well done. I think I can play this well.

"Good work. See you next time then."

"You going to your girl now?"

"Yeah, I still got time."

Butch said. I figured they were talking about Karin.

As everyone packed up, I exited quietly, headed towards home.

"Jake."

Someone called out. I turn and see Butch, again.

"Good work today. Keep doing it!" He smiled.

I swear, I was blushing so hard in the inside. He looked adorable. I could only stare at him, my hands were shaking, whether it be the cold air or the tension. Or Both.

"Do you mind if I walk you home?"

"What about your girl?"

"Ah, you heard that, huh?"

"Wouldn't be surprising. You are good-looking and popular."

"Hey, cut that out. That sounds just—creepy."

"I know. But I'm not gay."

"Heh, you're pretty funny."

It was a while with us walking together.

The silence made it awkward though.

"Have you ever been in love?"

Butch asked, breaking the silence. I looked at him. He had this puzzled look, looking at the sky as we walked. I sighed.

"Nah."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Well, falling in love can change people you know, you'll feel amazed, happy, cheerful but sometimes you'll feel confused, dizzy and sad."

"Okay?"

I could tell he was having problems with Karin. He just looked, sad.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Well, Karin's such a great girl. She's elegant, simple, beautiful, charming and—

perfect."

"I see."

"But, it all means nothing since she doesn't love me back. I even heard she likes someone else."

I could hear the hoarse in his voice. This guy needs counseling, seriously. He's having his heart torn apart by some girl who doesn't even care about his existence.

"Then find someone else."

Butch looked, eyeing me. I stayed calm and collected, trying not to sell out my true identity. I couldn't tell if he was mad or happy with what I just said.

"Maybe."

As I got home, I changed into my pajamas and cleaned up. Blossom knew I was home, she stepped out of her room and looked at me and then the clock. I could really tell she was disappointed that I went home so late.

"I couldn't help it. The practice was four hours long and the audition lasted a little longer than I imagined it."

I know she couldn't stay that mad so she just gave me a cup of water and smiled.

"Let's go out tomorrow."

She blurted out. I knew she was planning something.

"Where to exactly?"

"You'll see."

The Next Day…

Interpretive Dance College

"Where are we?"

"Can't you already see?"

There were so many people, applying for a job, enrolling for dance class and more.

"Why are we here then?"

"I want to meet some of the Dance Masters here."

"Why?"

"Because, they're like, legendary."

"Nerd."

Just as we were looking around, Blossom got distracted by some of the professors of the school. I got separated from her and wandered on my own. I roam around, hoping to find something interesting. I saw many people, many merchandise, many decorations and a lot of dance props. I stumbled upon a studio, inside the school. It looked roomy. There weren't a lot of stuff inside, just some gigantic mirror. The floor was wooden and all, looked like a dance practice room to me.

I couldn't help but go inside, I saw myself in the mirror. I just, stared. Then music was played. Out of nowhere. I looked around and looked at myself again. I didn't know what to do so I just, danced.

My body moved on its own, not exactly graceful. I moved to the rhythm of the song, I'm not of a bad dancer but I haven't danced in like, years. This all felt like new to me. My foot caught my other foot and I fell.

I fell hard. A loud thud was heard. I couldn't help but laugh, seeing myself in front of the mirror, looking like a complete fool sitting there.

"You okay?"

I heard a girl's voice.

I looked at the door, there she was. A tall red-headed girl, with a concern look on. She walked towards me and lifted me up. "Thank you." She smiled at me. "You were good. How about enrolling here?" She said, with one hand on her hip.

"Well—I'm not sure about that."

"Why? Come on, dancing is for everyone. It makes you forget your problems. You're good, too."

"…"

I couldn't say anything. There was no way in hell I was going to refuse, she was making such a kind offer with such a cute face on I couldn't possibly say no.

"Think about it."

"O-okay."

She headed towards the door, sliding it. She turned to me, still wearing that smile.

"I'm Karin."