The Dance Lessons(A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 4

"Michelle Rebecca Reeves! Hurry up!!!" My mom yelled at me for what seemed like the millionth time. What? My sleep is important. I groaned, climbing out of my bed. Why do I have to suffer this? Can't she let me sleep in peace for one day?! Lord, save me - 

"REBECCA!" She shouted once again. I sighed and called back, "Coming!! For God's sake woman, don't shout so much!" 

"Don't talk to me like that!" My mom howled from downstairs. I literally bounced down the stairs and dashed into her room. 

"What is it?!" I asked, almost out of breath. She glared at me. "Is that a way to talk to your mother?" She demanded, referring to my earlier remark.  

I rolled my eyes. "Then you don't call me that ridiculous full name!"  

She scoffed, "I'm your mother and I've every right of calling you that." There she goes, playing the mother card. I wonder how life would have been if I were her mother and she was my child. I wouldn't have to -  

Okay, that is weird so I won't think about it. Even though it gives me pleasure.  

"Hello?! You're spacing out." My mom's annoyed voice broke me out of my gleeful thoughts. That's never happening.  

"Sorry. So why did you wake me up this early? It's only 10 am and I like my sleep." I stated, matter-of-factedly. She shook her head, "Did you forget that we're having guests over tonight?" 

I groaned. I'd forgotten about this whole ordeal of inviting them over for dinner. Can I just sleep forever? No? How rude!  

"So what? They're coming for dinner not breakfast! Calm down. Don't get so hyper." I said, rubbing her shoulders. She sighed in content; obviously loving the massage I was giving her. She told me I had the best hands in the whole world. I was pretty sure she told me that to make me rub her shoulders more. I tell you, moms are getting better at politics. We, children, should form a community against them if things get out hand. What the hell am I actually saying?! I'm plotting against my own mom. Ungrateful child. I'm very disappointed in you, Michelle. Wait, what?! I'm having an animated conversation with my head and actually scolding myself. Can you believe it? Nope? Neither can I. I mean look at me. I can't even get one sentence straight and then I break into an endless train of thoughts. 

"- not the one handling the contract with them." My mom finished. What did she just say? Yeah, my zoning out is not helping at all. I gave her a blank look. She threw her head back and sighed, "Easy for you to say, darling. Anyway, we're gonna have to show them around the studio so I called them early. They should be here by 1. I think they'll have their lunch over here."  

"Damn! So, that means I have to go grocery shopping?" I asked, rubbing my temple a little. This is crazy. Why did mom have to be so famous? My mom nodded her head. I shrugged and got up.  

"I'll get going then." I swung my legs across the bed and got down, carefully trying to avoid falling down again. I looked at my mom one more time before walking to my room.  

"The list is on the table, Becca!" My mom called out. I went into my en suite and took a quick shower. I stumbled outside the washroom and trudged to my closet. I picked a white Capri and a red blouse. I smiled in content. This will have to do. I'm not dressing up for the dinner. I grabbed my car keys and my phone and headed outside the door. I got into my car and shut the door behind me. I started up the engine as my Porsche roared to life. Yay, baby! Here we go! I drove straight to the supermarket and hurried inside. I was in a rush to get the things and nearly bumped into someone. I heard a groan. 

"That cost a fortune, miss!" A voice said. Somehow, I had heard this voice before. I looked up. 

"Well, then you should have watched were you're going. It doesn't cost anything." I sassed back.  

The person gasped then chuckled, "Chelle! Now that's a face I haven't seen in long."  

"Sure as heck you didn't, dumb-tart. Where the hell have you been?" I hugged my best-friend, Mike.  

He laughed. "Oh, you know; here and there." He was mimicking me. Whenever somebody asked me where I was, I used to answer like that. I slapped his arm playfully. 

Mike Ross and I've been friends since we were in diapers and I wouldn't have it any other way. He was the brother I needed in times of need. He was shoulder I could cry on. Me, Phoebe and Mike always were together. We did have a group but it was usually the three of us. We were like three musketeers.  

"You're doing it again, Chelle." Mike said. I looked at him confused. 

"What?"  

"Spacing out. It's like your favorite hobby. Trust me, if I get a dollar for every time you zone out, I can become a millionaire." He joked.  

I let out a fake laugh, "Ha-ha! That was funny I almost peed my pants. Now let's go."  

"Where to?" He questioned, following close behind on my tail. Now, that was funny. Tail? Phrases I tell you!  

"You'll see, my boy. You'll see." I dragged him along with me to other stores while he grumbled about the bags he had to carry. He groaned for what seemed like the hundredth time and kept the bags down.  

"These are too darn heavy. Why do you need so much food, anyway? Is Mrs. Reeves going again?" He panted while taking a seat on the platform which slightly raised above the floor. I sat down beside him.  

"Long story short; One Direction are coming for dinner and mom wanted me to buy all these stuff." I explained. He gasped, "One Direction?! The famous boy-band that every girl has been gushing about? That sucks!"  

"I know." I nodded. "But, this is my mom's job so I can't complain." 

"Does Phee know?" He inquired. I shook my head from side to side. 

"Shit," He muttered, running a hand through his hair. "Don't let her know."  

"Of course. Why would I? The moment she sees them she's gonna jump on them and do God knows what!" I shook the absurd thought away from my mind. I can't think what will happen to the boys is Phee sees them.

A/N: Done!!! So, I know no 1D action. They will be there in the next chapter. Promise! How was the chapter? Good or bad? Comment, vote and fan please? Okay, so I'm gonna start putting limits. For the next chapter I will wait for 3 votes and 2 comments. C'mon, people! I know you can do that! Get your hands on the vote and comment button ;)  

Thanks! Love you all!  

Anyway, like usual: 

On the sidebar, pic is of Michelle but I'll put it tomorrow because I'm uploading through my iPod and the video will be a fan made trailer. It's fake but it's AWESOME! I love it! Also, the dedication will be to @TWOneD. She's my new Aussie friend. Cool, right? You guys should check out her story! It's good and something different! :) Now all of the above will be done tomorrow so keep a lookout for it. I haven't yet decided who'll play Mike's character. Suggestions?

Until next time, 

ItsRainingChocolates.