AN: My first attempt at this character. Hope I did him justice. This was inspired by lyrics from "The Minute I Met You" by New Found Glory
Getting out of the taxi, Mike stares at the Chicago School For Dance. Maybe it isn't his first choice of schools, that was Julliard, but it's a good school never the less. This is the start of the rest of his life. The next four years would show him whether he had the talent to make it as a dancer or not. He knew he had a lot to learn, and he was excited about that, and that he would need to work hard here but if he couldn't hold his ground here then he knew he didn't have a chance at making it as a dancer.
"Hey buddy, some of us don't have all day to hang around."
Mike jumped at the sound of the cabbie's voice. Flushing in embarrassment, Mike walked to the back of the taxi and took possession of the luggage the man had pulled from the vehicle. He paid the fare and then turned back to the school. With the luggage on the ground in front of him, he quickly texted Tina.
Got here safely. Will call you later.
The text sent, he picked up his luggage and headed for the gated entrance of the campus. His thoughts not so much on the school he had been accepted to but the girl at home who had made this possible. It was Tina who had confronted his father about the importance of letting his son follow his dreams and supporting him in that journey. She had also been the one to fill out and send in the applications to the dance schools. Tina had showed faith in him when he had given up on his dream. Mike knew that whenever he doubted himself over the next four years he would think of Tina and her belief in him to find the strength to keep going.
~I've got a pretty special girl supporting me,~ Mike thought, as headed in the direction he thought his dorm building was in. ~A special girl that I don't ever plan on letting go.~