True Disaster ✔️

Seventeen

"the erotic way she'd bite her lip and smiled at once, that's when i knew a story was coming to life in her mind."
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Once the music stops, I drop my knees to the floor and put my head down just like Ms. Primel told us.

After a few seconds, Ms. Primel clapped her hands. "Okay ladies, Stand up and face me." All of us girls walk forwards in the middle of the room and stare at Ms. Primel. "The performance is coming close and as I am watching you all do the routine; I am feeling very confident that we will do great." Ms. Primel said while looking at all of us girls. "I am proud of what I see. You're excused for the day."

All of the girls go to their bags, but I walk towards Ms. Primel. She said she wants to talk to me after practice.

Yesterday she was giving me looks after practice because of what happened with Grayson in the ring. Ms. Primel looked a little disappointed in me, but I ignored her. So, she emailed me last night and said she wants to talk to me.

"You said you wanted to talk to me," I said when I walked up to Ms. Primel.

All of the other girls left the room and now it's just Ms. Primel and me.

"Yes, I wanted to talk to you about Grayson Reid."

Of course.

Cause my life seems to revolve around him now.

"What about him?" I asked.

"Well, I have seen you two very close to one another for the past couple of weeks and I want to make sure that he isn't distracting you."

"No, he isn't," I said while trying my best not to blush while thinking about how many times she has seen Grayson and me being close to one another.

"Well, I just want to let you know you are one of my best students and I think you have a chance at receiving this tuition Willow. As long as there are no distractions in your way." Ms. Primel says while giving me a knowing look.

Easier said than done.

She doesn't know how things work between Grayson and me. Grayson is a huge distraction I don't need yet I find myself always getting distracted and not even thinking about the consequences.

"I won't disappoint you Ms. Primel," I assured her.

She gave me an approving smile before sending me out.

On the way home I talk to Claire on the phone. She is trying to convince me to go to this club thing that Kevin invited her to. I might go but I have to figure out how to convince my parents to let me out.

When I get home, I see my dad's car out in the driveway. I park next to him and then get out, locking the door, going inside the house.

My parents are back from their vacation and thank god that nothing happened to the house while they were gone because then my dad would probably send me off to some boot camp to teach me some "respect" as he states.

"Hello love bug." My mom greets me when I walk inside the kitchen. She is doing the dishes in the sink. "So, I tried a new recipe for the chicken soup that you like. I think you will like it." My mom said while smiling at me.

I love my mom a lot. I just hate how she always sides with dad most of the time. She reminds me of a follow not a leader.

"Thanks, mom." I smile back at her.

"How was practice today?"

"Good. Ms. Primel says that she thinks this performance is going to go well."

"That's good." My mom says and I nodded my head before looking around the kitchen. After some moments of silence, my mom says, "How were things while your father and I were away?"

"Normal. Lonely." I shrugged my shoulders.

Only they were the complete opposite.

"You know your father and I are very proud of you and love you very much. Right?" I nod my head. "Good. But sometimes your father has a bad temper especially when it comes to you brother-"

"But Myles is dead, and dad can't live in the past forever," I argued.

"I agree but your father just doesn't want to see you getting hurt. Myles dying broke his heart."

"But getting mad at me for talking about Myles isn't fair. I miss Myles and still want to talk about him."

"It hurts your father when you talk about Myles." My mom shrugged her shoulders.

"Does it hurt you?" I raise my eyebrow at her.

She sighs. "Sometimes. But I love you brother and miss him dearly but sometimes I don't want to be reminded of what I have lost." I guess my mom has a point, but they shouldn't take out their frustration in me. I don't reply to what she says. Instead, I tell her that I'm going to take a shower and be back in a few minutes for dinner. "Alright Willow." She replies back and then walks towards me and kisses my forehead. "I love you. Never forget that. No matter what."

"I love you too," I said back before walking up to my room to take a shower.