Dance For Me

Chapter 6

Camila although barely able to sleep with the excitement of new acceptance woke up fresh faced and blaring to go almost running along the hot Miami concrete to greet the large building she'd been begging to be inside of invited.. she didn't know what Jauregui had intended when asking her back.. whether it meant a place or simply another bout of humiliation.. it didn't matter.. she was there.. that's all that mattered

She smiled to herself gratefully glancing down at her short shorts and skin tight black tee bending over to check her sneakers were tied tight before bouncing up towards the doors let in without hesitation to breathe in the thick expensive air that flourish around her nostrils

"Well look who it is? Number 24!"

"Dinah right? Hi.. wow"

Camila stumbled in awe as the hiring face that landed her the spot back into the academy walked powerfully past her body recognising her enough to stop, she smiled with a beam lighting up the space while the lioness haired woman rolling her eyes up and down the girls body drinking up the talent she now knew to have proven Jauregui wrong with

"I hope this little visit follows an invitation girl, no offence but I've heard about your habit of just.. showing up"

"It was an aggressive invitation but.. yes! I'm not sure why though.. probably just wants to humiliate me again.."

She huffed defeatedly with a tinge of nervous excitement the lion woman could only laugh sympathetically at, she knew her boss better than anyone.. the ways in which she showed her wrong doings and more so the defensive and covering tones she'd use to hide her rarely made mistakes, Dinah was kind.. enthusiastic but sweet.. She had to be with the other two roaming on their power trips..

"Whatever she wants it doesn't matter, you have a problem you come to me! My advise? Hide your back! These bitches like to stab them! Jauregui and Fallon will only watch.."

"That's Uhm.. thanks? I guess?"

"I'm serious! It's like a pack on pack kind of thing here.. don't get it twisted either.. boys can be bitchy too!"

The woman spoke forcing a twinge of anxiety deep into the girls veins as she glanced around only now noticing the dagger eyes that came from every dancer privileged in their previously earned places.. Camila didn't have a place yet, maybe she never would but? The tension could already be felt.. it was an intense feeling like every eye was out to scrutinise her, Dinah too didn't take long to notice the stir

"Look 24.. this place is only rough if you let them get to you.. there's a super sweet girl in room 107.. her name is Ally, whenever the slave driver gives you a moment I suggest you go and make friends! She seems to be someone you'd get along with.."

"Thank you.. not just this- You gave me a chance.. nobody has ever done that before.."

"Just don't screw this up? It's enough I even put you front of her show after your little run around.. I like you but she doesn't yet! Keep the sympathy begging on a low and don't be afraid to talk back.."

The woman finished walking away with a powerful strut she couldn't help but follow with her eyes.. the final statement although blunt somehow majorly comforting? It seemed everyone in this place took the more direct approach even the body that had landed her back here after knowingly being kicked out.. Dinah was a hidden support network for many.. she offered justified and honest advise that rarely left the other pairs mouths..

Camila rolled her eyes out towards the large gold clock that sat upon the wall above the front desk noticing her 5 minutes spare to quickly make her way up to the office she'd assumed never to be again, the space felt different this time, more intimidating and worthy of her anxiety as she stepped out almost trampled by the busy bodies roaming the woman's floors..