Chapter 12

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Her swelling subsided.

If it wasn't for the ice bag the woman had pressed on her ankle immediately after she fell, she wouldn't be able to walk or move her leg for ages. Thankfully it was the weekend and she didn't need to go to school or put pressure on it. She stayed both days on her bed, reading her books and scrolling on her phone.

Her father hadn't returned home either. She hadn't heard of him since he kicked her and left. He can't be at his work for so many days without leaving once, nor did he inform her that he would be on a business trip. Maybe he has found somewhere else to live from time to time. It didn't bother her. Her sanity was on the verge of collapse.

It was now Tuesday and her ankle was back to normal. The huge bruise on her shin had started to fade and she could finally walk properly. It did hurt her sometimes but nothing too serious. She was ready to start her lesson today since it was canceled yesterday. Ms. Evans couldn't find a substitute teacher because everyone else had their own lessons, but she did today.

So, Luna was more than ready and excited to go to the studio today, and she was also curious about who their new dance teacher would be. With that thought, she got dressed for the day and left her house with a small decent smile on her face.

She arrived five minutes earlier, enough time for her to change and wear her leotard and tights. She saw the women walking to the door and followed them. They entered the room but no one was there. They stood in their place waiting until the door opened.

Luna's mouth nearly fell on the floor as she watched the all-familiar tall woman entering the room with an envelope and a laptop in her hands. Whispers and light snickering were heard from behind her as she turned around and saw smirks on some of the women's faces. They were all looking at the woman with something sneaky on their gaze, making Luna furrow her eyebrows with confusion and annoyance.

The woman was wearing loose joggers and a tight gym T-shirt that hugged her body properly. Luna didn't miss to acknowledge it, the way it stretched every time she extended her arms, the way her muscles popped up when she lifted the stereo and placed it on the table, or when she bent down to tie her shoelaces and her shoulder blades almost ripped the fabric. The woman's eyes found hers, only then realizing that she was biting her lip. She released it and looked down trying to hide her light pink cheeks.

The person on the other side of the room was aware of all the inappropriate looks she was getting. She tried to ignore the light whispering and the fuck-me eyes she was receiving by looking elsewhere and preparing for the lesson.

Ms. Evans had asked her if she had time to help her with her lessons. She of course hadn't enough time to take over this team too but the thought of seeing a certain someone dancing made her smile and accept without a second thought. She postponed her own lessons and agreed to help them.

Once she was ready with the place she returned and look at the dancers. The same look on everyone's face almost made her frown, except for one. This one was different from all the others, it has always been.

She watched as Luna's eyes were lingering on her body but not in the way everyone else did. That one was pure, clear and innocent. When she realized that she was caught her cheeks turned red and she looked elsewhere as if she was just wandering around. She found it cute, a small smile forming on her lips. She looked at the others again and her smile disappeared. They weren't even trying to hide it. She clapped her hands to get their attention and crossed them in front of her chest, her large palms enfolding her muscles.

'Okay, now you got them'

"So, as you already know, Ms. Evans won't be here today due to personal reasons, so she asked me to be the one who will take over her lessons. I'll be your teacher for this week."

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