Down Hill (7)

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Brooklyn

We made it past Hollywood! And we were all completely in awe that our talent has gotten us this far. We weren't the only dance crew though. There were two others. A group of men in their twenties that were break dancers, they were pretty good. And a large group of girls from like 7-18 years old called the Starlights. They were really good and the judges loved them. They were probably our biggest competition.

We had just finished rehearsals for our next performance. We were in a large rehearsal space by our hotel. All of the acts used it. Since we had signed up for the latest times to practice, we could leave as late as we wanted without people coming in after us. (Oh, and it's Saturday).

"That was amazing! Good job guys, we're gonna kick butt on Monday." Justin said.

"Yea seriously! But, I don't want to go back to the hotel yet. You guys wanna hang here for a while?" Ross asked.

"We'll I'm not. I'm in desperate need of a shower. Whose with me?" Bella asked, while whipping her sweaty forehead. It was true, we worked hard and were all pretty gross.

" Dude! I am so in!" I said, Allie and Zendaya agreed. So the girls were walking back to the hotel and the guys were going to hang.

On the way out I realized that I left my purse back at the rehearsal space.

"Hey guys, I'll be right back. I left my purse." I said and turned around. All I heard was "okays" and whatever's". I ended up walking in on a conversation that I shouldn't have heard...

I was walking back towards the room when I decided to scare the guys. So I stood right next to the open doorway. Ready to jump in and see their scared faces! Haha, sometimes I could be so mean!

I was about ready to jump in and surprise them when I heard them talking and laughing.

"Okay so Christian, what's the deal you and Brooklyn?" Justin asked.

"What do you mean?" Christian asked.

"Oh come in, don't play dumb! We've seen you two. So, what do you really think about her?" Jackson asked. Ross was about to say something and I was really anxious for his answer. Then my eavesdropping(is that how you spell it) was interrupted.

"Excuse me, but can you tell us where the bathroom is?" Two little girls asked me while they were doing the potty dance. I quickly pointed them to the bathroom. Then went back to listening.

"No, I don't like her. She's such a bitch. And I'm never gonna ask her out." I heard Christian say.

I decided that I had heard enough. I held myself together and ran in, grabbed my purse and ran out. I didn't look at any of them while I did it. I was to hurt to look anywhere except the ground. 'How could he say that about me? Was I really that bad? Why would he say those things about me?' I thought as I was running.

Christian

Ross, Justin, Jackson and I were just chilling in the rehearsal room while the girls went back to the hotel. They were all talking about all the hot girls around here. But all I could think about was Brooklyn. The way she dances with me and we move like we're one. Or how when I lift her up, she's as light as a feather. I really liked this girl.

"Okay so Christian, what's the deal with you and Brooklyn?" Justin asked me. All the boys got quiet to here my answer.

"What do you mean?" I said to him.

"Oh come on, don't play dumb! We've seen you two. So, what do you really think about her?"

Jackson asked. I really didn't want to tell them that I liked her. But, they were my best friends. They'd find out sooner or later.

"Uhhh.." I uttered but I didn't know what to say.

"And be serious, no jokes." Ross said. I know why he said it. I've been joking around so much lately to hide the fact that I sometimes get nervous around Brooklyn.

"Well what do you expect me to say? You guys know! You guys know how I feel about her," I began,"Its not like I'm gonna say, No, I hate her. She's such a bitch. And I'm never gonna ask her out." I said sarcastically. The guys just laughed.

Then, all of a sudden, Brooklyn rushed in, grabbed her purse and rushed out. I wondered if she heard me. 'Did she feel the same way? Did she not want me liking her? Was I sure that she even heard me?' All of these questions swirled around in my head.

"Maybe... You should check on that later..." Justin said while tossing me a bottle of water.

"Yea... I'm sure it was nothing." I replied and took a sip. I was still unsure. But I figured I would talk to her when I got back to the hotel.

Brooklyn

I ran all the way to the outside of the building. I sat on a bench and completely broke down. Tears were rapidly falling from my face. I couldn't believe it. And I actually started to believe that he liked me. So, I was wrong. Wouldn't have been the first time. I must have been crying so hard that I didn't here foot steps coming up to me.

"Excuse me but, are you okay?" A voice asked. I looked up to see a tall guyish figure standing over me. He looked sort of cute so I quickly whipped my tears.

"Yea, I think I'll be alright." I said. Then he sat down on the bench next to me.

"Look, I don't know you, but I know that's not true. Wanna talk about it?"

"My mommy told me not to talk to strangers." I said like a little kid. And he laughed.

"We'll then let's not be strangers. Lets get to know each other." He smiled. I was already starting to like this kid.

"Like, right now?" I asked.

"Yes, right now," He smiled even wider and stuck out his hand for me to shake, "Hi, my name is Colin Ford. I'm an actor. And I'd really like to get to know you." I giggled. Though me cheeks were still tear stained, he was definitely cheering me up.

"Hello Colin. I'm Brooklyn Smalls, and I'm a dancer on Americas Got Talent." I told him.

"Okay, so now you want to tell me what's wrong?"

"Ehhh.... It's complicated..." I said.

"Come on, it can't be that bad."

"Well, the guy that I have practically spent the last year of my life with, and might have been falling for, called me a bitch. Oh, and said that he hated me. I don't even know where that came from....I can't believe I actually thought he liked me... I can't believe I was this stupid." I confessed. I didn't care that I hardly knew Colin. I just needed to talk to someone.

"First of all, you're not stupid. And second of all, it's his loss."

"What do you mean?"

"He completely missed out on an amazing girl. It sounds like he's the stupid one." He said as he put his arm around me, giving me a side hug.

"Thanks Colin." I said. Leaning into the hug. "I should get back to the hotel. It's getting late, and my friends are going to wonder where I am."

"Ya know, if you want, I can walk you back. And maybe you can give me your number?" He asked hopefully.

"That sound great." I said, Colin stood back up and grabbed my hand as I led him to the door of my hotel room. I gave him my number and he kissed me goodnight on the cheek. I started to think that maybe I could get over Christian.....

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This was not edited! I know it's been a long time, but school and sports over run my life... Sorry!

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