Riley's POV
James and I walk into the studio, are hands intertwined.
"Riley!" A-troupe yells, and smothers me in hugs. I laugh. James pouts and I walk over to him.
"Aww, is pour Jamie not getting any Wiley?" I question acting like a three year old. He nods and gives me a peck.
"Let's get started!" Miss. Kate yells. "Nice to have you back Riley." We get into our positions and we start dancing. When we get to my aerial, I hesitate, skip it, and continue dancing. "Whoa whoa, stop, everyone." The music stops. "Riley? What was that?"
"I-I uh, don't think I'm ready to do an aerial, I mean, with the accident..." I trail off and run out of the room.
James' POV
Riley runs out of the room and I sign.
"I'll get her Miss. Kate." And run after her. I go to the music room where I find her doing pirouettes. "Riley?"
"James." She looks down at the ground. "Look I know your just going to say 'don't even worry about me it, but I don't want to get hurt again, and, and-" I press my lips on hers.
"I'm going to help you."
"Really?"
"Of course. I thought you, I can teach it to you again." She raps her arms around me. "Now let's get started."
Sorry it's so short but I have no ideas. Comment on what you think should happen.
Sara
