Left out

Routine

Living with dad was strange to say the least. Him and I hadn't operated in the same space in a really long time. Whenever I was at house he was always out here, plus I was usually at hanks which I was banned from. Pretty certain that is temporary though.

I walk out of my room made out of box's I'm starting to like it. It's growing on me. "What you doing today" "you mean after I go to school get mentally destroyed go to dance I have no idea but I do know a certain Voight volunteered to pick me up and be my valet" I said smiling making dad laugh "you are one manipulative girl" "hey it's a game of survival her in the Windy City" he just shakes his head sipping his coffee he can't wipe the smile of his face though. "Come on I'll drop you off" dad said making me jump and grab my bag following him to his car.

I walk out of the school with my head down "hey hot stuff" I look up to see Justin waving cheekily as he leans against his car. I roll my eyes of course. He always shouts random names. It use to be things like hey bitch or over here stupid. But then he found out about how they treat me here and well it became more talking me up. I notice girls start to fawn over him, no doubt wondering if his talking to them. The shock they are full with when they realise it's me warms my heart. I walk over into his arms "how was your dad" "better now that it's over" he just laughs "I'm surprised you still come I wouldn't" "you didn't you ended up spending most of your time with me" he laughs driving "yeah dad wasn't to happy about that" he mused.

I dance around the room. "Leg up" Shawn one of my two dance instructors said. His a tall, dark skin man with a passion for dance. His won awards. Many of the girls hate for for him being my teacher but he picked me when I was ten so. The other is Lilly she's a young, pale skin, dark hair woman who is probably to kind for her own good. She still dances herself, we occasionally dance together. She knows how to thread the needle of pushing just enough but not to much. We are training for comps. I do two solos and usually a trio or duo depends who's available and willing. If no one is I do more solos.

I sigh walking back doing the jump again trying to subconsciously lift my leg. He didn't say anything so it must have been good. I land immediately going j to a spin, pushing my toes up to restart a new spin that led into a leap. I stop looking at him. He teaches me in pieces perfecting each as we go. Clapping snaps out of the practice bubble we were in. "Sorry sorry but that was awesome" "silent Justin that doesn't just apply to your mouth" I said looking at him through the mirror he just shrugs at me. I start practicing my jumps ignoring him completely.

"So how's living with your dad" "it's fine not like living with you if that's What your wondering" I said shoving him gently. I had finished dance and we were now walking down the street drinking soft drinks and eating burritos. "You sleeping" I asked stopping standing right in front of me "yeah some" I shrug "Allie bear" "I know I know I am getting some sleep" I assure him "some is never enough" I told me making me shrug. "There's nothing I can do" I said "of course there is" he put his arm on my shoulder his hands full. "Not for now" I said sternly moving around him and continue walking. "I can talk to our parents" "no" I told him sternly knowing that would only make it worse. Dad is trying so hard to know me I'm not going to jeopardise that just because Justin gets a tad bit to overprotective occasionally. "I'm worried about you Allie bear" "I know and I appreciate it but you don't need to" he grabs my arm forcing me to stop "the bitches at your school and the studio along with dicks" he began making me roll my eyes "there just bullies" I shrug "no Allie they are there to break you down there are hundreds of people in the world like that and with you not sleeping that makes it all the more worse" he said I could see the fear of possibilities running through his eyes. I grab his arm with my now free hand "I'm fine I'm not going to break into a million pieces" I assure him. It may seem like he was being over the top. He was to some degree. Justin had always been extremely over protective of me, it went both ways. But when Camille died it got all the more worse. He was worried I was going to die like she did. Considering it was usually us against the world before you can imagine how bad it got after. "Besides  I'll tell you" I assure him smiling I lean over and kiss his cheek before I begin walking again with him trailing behind me.

I walk up to the desk "we'll I haven't got a report of you being arrest or your bestie so what do I owe this visit to" Trudy snaps looking at me with a scowl "well Justin had to get to work and I had no intention being alone mummy dearest isn't really an answer so" I shrug she doesn't move or say anything just buzzed me up "love you Platt" I said going up the stairs "Allison" dad said coming over "what are you doing here "we'll it was kinda between this or spending time with mother clearly I decided here plus I was bored and Justin was annoying" I answer rolling my eyes he just put his hands on my shoulders leading my through. Hank sending me a nod as our eyes meet. Normally I would go over and hug him but normally dad doesn't do this.

I sit beside dad not really associating with anyone. "How was dance" "good Justin wouldn't be quiet think Shawn wanted to kill him by the end" I tell dad before getting up walking over to Hank seeing him gesture me over. "What's up" I ask "just wanted to ask how you were" I was confused "I'm fine" his arms wraps around me "I miss you" "Aww Hank I thought your heart disappeared with mumma C" he smirks I could tell he would be laughing "you doing alright" "I'm sleeping if that's what you want to know" "are you" he give me a stern look that always makes me cave instantly "I still wake up but yes I'm sleeping" I said shrugging he nods.