Love X 4

4.

"Uh. Good aft- I mean, hi everyone" I didn't want to speak to them too formally. This is dance, I want them to feel free to express themselves. That's what art means to me, and I'd like to share it with them- with anyone really.

It was a class of about 25 boys. I never enquired about why I'd only be teaching boys. I got started nevertheless. I tell the boys the song I've chosen and they all seem happy with my choice. I noticed that the couple from earlier are here. They are so cute, together and individually.

Anyway, I make them do a few stretches before I start teaching the first part of the choreography. I'm not too hard on them if they make mistakes and have to constantly remind them to breathe throughout their dancing.
An hour passes by quickly and we practice the section once again, with not as many of the boys getting it wrong this time around.

"Good job everyone!" I say clapping excitedly. Sweaty as hell. "Same time, same place, tomorrow" I said, still smiling. Jameela enters through the doors as people leave.

"Ooh look at the hot dance teacher" she said with a playful smirk
"Eww, so cringey" I said smiling as i lightly elbowed her stomach.
"Eww, not you touching me with your sweaty, greasy elbow" she said
"Where have you ever seen an elbow sweat?" I asked and we both burst into laughter.

We were about to leave the gym and then I realised that I had misplaced my cellphone. Jams helped me look for it. I looked under the bench I sat on before and found nothing. When I stood up, Jameela was right in front of me.

"I found your phone" she said.
I could feel her breath on my face as she spoke. I struggled to voice my gratitude. I've known her for such little time, but I get like this around her sometimes. My heart is beating so fast, and I can't seem to put a finger on the reason behind it.
Our hands touch when I take my phone from her. "Thank you" I said, finally. She came even closer to me. Our faces were almost touching. I looked into her beautiful, green eyes, a little envious of all of her beauty, but mesmerized nonetheless.

I felt electricity between us. Well, before she suddenly took a step back.

"Let's get back to our dorm" she said
"Okay."

There was a weird air between us. I can't really put my finger on it. But nothing happened. I really don't understand the reason.

Amy and Sarah were in our dorm watching Netflix on Amy's iPad.
I decided to take a shower and get rid of all this sweat. Eww. I listened to FKA twigs in the shower, kind of dodging the water. I didn't want my locs to get wet.

I felt so refreshed after the shower. My muscles were relaxed and I decided to have an early night. Guess my dorm mates did too. When I got out of the shower, the lights were off and everyone seemed to be asleep.
I must have lost track of time.

I got up and onto my bed, staring at the ceiling before drifting off to sleep. I soon felt someone get on my bed. I look up and can't really see who it is, but I know it's Jameela.

"What are you doing?" I whisper
"Shh. I had a bad dream, I don't wanna sleep alone. Let me sleep with you? Please?"

I was too tired to protest. I just opened the blankets and she got in. I said goodnight and slept with my back facing her. I closed my eyes and suddenly felt Jameela wrap her arms around my torso and put her head in the crook of my neck. My heart started beating really fast. I don't know why she has this effect on me. Some of her hair was on my face and I just relished in the smell.

"Goodnight, Isis" she breathed against my neck, sending shivers all throughout my body.
"Goodnight"