Mine Forever

Chapter 2

I tried to stop thinking about him. I really did. But it was really hard, his eyes are what terrified an excited me at the same time.

I sighed and got out of bed. Tired of tossing and turning, I looked at the clock 3 am I rolled my eyes. Today is Saturday so I have, to go to work in the afternoon and thank god no classes. I love dance it's always been an escape for me from the horrid world that I left behind before it consumed me. Ever since I started studying the art it's been getting abit frustrating as the old saying goes " if you over indulge, you lose the taste" .

So in order to keep my interest I took up a new hobby , one that's just for me and that's singing.

I don't really know how I sound , but there's something about the way the song flows that relaxes me. So I put some music on an let the music take me over.

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I woke up to the light streaming in from the window I groaned an looked at the clock. I sprang up it was 3:30pm I have to get to work at exactly 4 pm . I was so late.

I got out of the bed not worrying about the blankets that fell on the floor. I rushed to the shower an had a quick shower, changing into my leotard and tights. Putting on sweatpants and a jacket knowing I won't have time to change.

I dashed out of the apartment, and hailed down a cab I had 15 minutes left. It was a 10 minute drive to the studio . I jumped into the taxi as soon as one stopped and he looked at me as if I was a mad women. I gave him the address an he nodded.

I caught a glimpse at myself in the review mirror and I looked horrible. I decided to tie my hair in a bun at the top of my head an, put a light coat of lip gloss on.

When we arrived I quickly paid the cab driver an ran into the studio today, I was teaching the older girls 14 and over so I had a routine for them. They all looked up from their warm up when I entered. I nodded towards them " Start with the warm ups," I said and walked to the back taking off my sweat pants and jacket .

When I got back, I noticed all the girls chatting. I rolled my eyes teenagers where honestly the hardest to train .

"Ladies, I don't mean to disturb but could you please focus, so we can finish this routine today", I spoke loud an with authority, but also soft enough not to scare them. They quickly got into position and apologized .

We finished off the routine and worked on an upcoming dance performance 'Swan Lake' that the girls were getting ready for. 

I noticed that they all were really excited today which was unusual as I'm pretty sure they hate my guts.  But I shrugged it off thinking that they were just really excited about the upcoming performance.

At the end of the lesson,  I dismissed them an I swear they had the most evil grins on their faces as they gave me their side glares. All except one of the girls Julia, she was 15 and really not as bad she looked guilty as she approached me, " Miss Pèrez,  I.. I'm... I'm really sorry, " an with that she walked away I was confused an wanted to call her back , but I heard my name being called and turned around to see Mr. McCarthy. The owner of this studio he had a look if regret an shame on his face.

"Miss Pèrez,  can I speak to you privately please", he asked I nodded an followed him to the back where his office was located next to the changing rooms. "Miss Pèrez, I do believe that you are a talented and wonderful ballet teacher, but I'm going to be very straight about this.... " my nerves ran cold my heart felt like it stopped beating, as he pulled out my pay slip an I felt everything spiral ," I'm really sorry dear, but I'm going to have to let you go this studio meant alot to my late wife an I can't have it shut do.... ", before he could finish I grabbed the slip and stormed out of his office to the front where the snobbish, spoiled, brats and their evil parents waiting for them. 

" YOU EVIL, MANIPULATIVE ,SCUM I HOPE ALL OFF YOU ROT IN HELL !!", I spat in disgust I went to the back and changed clearing out my locker, handing over my keys Mr.  McCarthy and stormed out leaving them shocked and staring in disbelief. 

I took the bus home trying my best to hold in the tears . I know because I showed a little authority over those brats that they wanted me gone, and the threatened poor Mr. McCarthy with closure of the studio. 

When the bus arrived at my apartment I got off and ran up to my apartment, as soon as I shut the door behind me I just broke down crying there was just so much to do,  so many things that I needed that job for . How was I ever going to finish my studies?, how was I going to live?! . These questions tormented me until I decided enough is enough. On Monday I would go look for a job, even if it pays little I'd just have to restrict myself a little but I refuse to back down.

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Hiii!!!

Super sorry about the long chapter... And yes I know we haven't got to the " heavy stuff " yet * wink wink *.

But I promise that will begin in the next chapter. 

This chapter was just to get a better understanding of Victoria a.k.a Vicky for obvious reasons.

So please be patient and I promise you won't be disappointed 😋😈❤

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