Chapter 7
I wake up to the sound of my phone dinging. I have two messages, one from Mark the other one from Derek. I read the one from Mark first.
" Shawn I'm so glad your doing better and go released. We should hang out this weekend if you feel like it. Just let me know. Love you."
I decide not to reply, I will later. Maybe. I open the one from Derek.
" Shawn, I don't think I ever told you what time practice would be. Since everything happened why don't we go at ten. Is that okay with you?"
I hit reply
" Sounds good to me. See you then. : )" I hit send.
It's 9:00, I have an hour till practice. I get up and take a shower, fix my hair, and put my make-up on. I walk in my closet and find a loose cream colored shirt that hangs off one shoulder, some black Capri yoga pants, and some tennis shoes. I put my clothes and shoes on. I walk into the bathroom, look in my first aid kit and grab a band aid. I take the wrapping off my head, then remove the band aid. I replace it with a new one. My head is surprisingly not hurting, but when you touch the cut it stings a little. I walk into the living room and grab my purse off the coffee table. I throw my dancing shoes, phone charger, and a bottle of Advil in it. I look at the clock and its 9:30. I guess I should leave. I could just wait in the parking lot till Derek showed up. I then realize I don't have a car. Derek brought me home last night and my car is at the studio. Crap. He has done so much for me, I hate to keep asking him for favors. I think I will just call a cab, that way I wont have to ask him again. They only thing is I will most likely be late for practice. I will just call him and explain. He will understand.
" Hey Shawn." Derek says
" Hey Derek."
" What's up?" he asks
" Nothing, I was just going to tell you I am going to call a cab, so I will be a few minutes late for practice."
" Why are you calling a cab?"
" Because my car is at the studio, and I need someone to take me there. But I hate to keep asking you for favors. You have done so much for me."
" Well that someone is me. I am pulling in your parking deck as we speak."
I start grinning from ear to ear. He remembered without me calling and asking him.
" Derek, you didn't have to do that."
" No, your right I didn't, but I wanted to. I am waiting on you come on."
" Okay, bye."
" Bye."
I grab my bag and walk out the door. I go down the elevator and walk out to the parking deck. I see Derek leaning against his car. He is wearing some grey sweatpants and a white tank top. He looks stunning even in sweatpants.
" Well good morning Miss Johnson, you look lovely today." he says grinning
" Thank you Mr. Hough, you look very handsome this morning."
He opens the door for me and I climb in.
" Are you feeling better?" he ask
" Yes, I brought some Advil just in case. I don't think I will need it though. My head isn't hurting so far. The doctor wasn't lying about that medicine. It knocked me out last night. I slept great."
" That is good, you definitely needed the rest after yesterday's activities."
We talk about different things the rest of the way there. It doesn't take long for us to get there. I am super excited about practice.
" Good morning Mr. Hough and Miss. Johnson. We have upped security and I need to see your ID." We both show him our ID and he opens the gate and lets us through. I am glad they are taking precaution now. We get out of the car and walk into the studio. I go to the steps and slip on my heels to dance in. Derek goes and puts the c.d. in the player. I start stretching while he listens to some music.
" Are you ready?" he asks
" Yeah."
" Okay, lets go over what we did the other day."
" Okay."
" You know I never really noticed how short you were until now. And sadly your in heels. I can see straight over your head."
" Yes, I would say 4'9 is pretty short."
" Shawn, Shawn, where are you?" he looks down at me. " Oh gosh, you scared me, there you are, I thought I lost you." he says laughing
I bust out laughing " Haha Derek that was a good one. Never had that one done before."
We go over the steps we learned yesterday. I didn't forget any of them. Derek teaches me some new choreography. The second part of the dance is a little more difficult. We work on it for an hour or so.
" Hey Shawn, do you need to take a break?"
" No, I'm fine."
" Are you sure? You don't need to over do it."
" I'm sure."
We practice for another hour. I have then learned over half of the dance. All we have left is the last 20 seconds.
" You did good today. We accomplished a lot. I don't think I have ever had a partner learn a dance that fast the first week." he says smiling
" I am shocked I'm doing so well. I haven't danced in a long time."
" You still got it. You didn't lose anything."
" Thank you, they haven't asked us to do any taping for the show, that is kind of weird."
" They installed cameras in the wall, they are now on full time. They will then pick the segments they want to use."
" Oh, okay."
I walk over to the steps and check my phone. I have a missed call from my mom. I will call her back later.
" Shawn I'm going to run to that café we went to the other day. Do you want to come with me?"
" Yes, I am driving and paying." I say smiling
" Okay, but only this one time." he says laughing.
A/n I know this is kind of short. Sorry, I will most likely have a new chapter tomorrow. - Mallory