Reel Love

Chapter 3

"Five,six, seven, eight, and off" my thoughts slow as my feet move. I only think of the steps. Where are you going? Forward.I keep moving forward. My feet going a million miles an hour and my heart beats even faster. Performing always made me nervous and excited. The adrenaline rush is the same as if I was standing in line at my favorite roller coaster. The longer I dance the less scared I feel. The energy stays; the nerves fade into the back of my mind. If there is no confidence in dancing then mistakes are going to happen.

I trust my feet with everything I've got, I know what my boundaries are. I move in a circler movement around the inner edges of the square stage. The last eight bars of music flow through the speakers and before I know it my great escape from reality was closing in.

The music ended and my smile grew. The rush was there, the atmosphere was amazing. I could feel the appreciation growing along with the joy. I felt honored and couldn't be happier. I was standing center stage.

As my eyes searched through the crowd, I saw Brandon and butterflies rushed. All of a sudden the lights felt hot and I wanted to know what he thought,or even how long he had been staring. I had to stop before I started blushing. I keep looking through the crowd. Then finally I spot Erin. And she is grinning, her blue eyes beaming with joy. She is standing near familiar faces. She has her short dark brown hair pulled back with a headband.

I take on final bow before turning to exit the stage. My grin still growing. I take careful steps with my shoulders back and chin up. My four minutes of fame end shortly when I trip; missing the first step. My hard shoes, which are similar to tap shoes but have fiberglass instead of metal, slipped beneath me. I lost all my footing and my arms reached out in front of me as my whole body propelled forward. As I tried to catch myself I saw a familiar face. I realized within seconds I wouldn't be able to catch myself and fear shot through me. I couldn't end like this. But just seconds before my head hit the ground, I felt strong arms wrap around my waist. An involuntarly blush appeared on my cheeks as a reaction. Before I looked up I knew it was Brandon.

"Are you okay?"

He speaks with such a gentle tone and he truly cares. I think I'm really starting to like Brandon. I smile at my thoughts, then I realized he was still holding me. And I still hadn't answered his question.

I blushed before answering.

" Yeah, I feel okay. I'm glad you caught me. " I speak without thinking, then realizing how forward my words are; my face turned a deep pink.

I don't think I've ever blushed this much in my life.

Brandon blushed a little, and at that I smirked.

" I didn't want to just let you fall, I guess it was just an instinct." His eyes dart around the room and his voice was soft. He didn't seem cocky, he truly did it for me; not for his ego like most guys I know.

His once cool and collected attitude was gone; replaced by an uncomfortable yet charming attitude. He was nervous and I found that adorable.

" Thank you" I say genuinely and give him my best smile. He looks at me, and he smiles. He looks so happy. His blue eyes beaming. I shuffle to my feet. And I stand up and struggle as if they were my first steps. He chuckles at my attempt.

" Anytime. I hope I see you around." He tells me disappearing just as Ana appears at my side.