Chapter 16

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Ugh, my head hurts so bad, I haven't even fully opened my eyes because I can already feel the sun just on me.

Once I finally do open my eyes I see Hero...I can hardly remember what happened last night. I said I would have one drink, just one. I'm feeling that it wasn't...just one.

I slowly pull the blanket off of me, some also come off of Hero who is not wearing a shirt, but I can see I'm wearing one of his. I hope we didn't...no we couldn't have.

I slowly get out of the bed and I hear it creak. I move even faster, I grab my shoes off the floor to put them on. I grab my phone and I see a few miss calls from Avery. I try calling back but she didn't answer, I open my messages from her.

AVERY: Elle I called you like 50 times.

AVERY: Wake up we're both late for practice!

AVERY: I'm on my way.

That last text was from five minutes ago.

"Shit." I voice.

Just as I'm about to walk out of Hero's room he gets up.

"Oh, you're leaving?"

"I um, I'm late for practice."

There's a long pause.

I break it, "We didn't uhm...you know, did we?"

He stares at me, a slow smirk begins to ride up his face, "No I don't know."

He never makes anything easy.

"Come on Hero. You know what I'm talking about."

He stands up from the bed, he has messy bed hair and the sun is shining on him through the window. He steps closer to me.

"No honestly I don't."

"Oh my god. We didn't have sex right."

He laughs, "Trust me Noelle." He steps even closer, our faces are inches apart at this point.

"If we did have sex, you'd remember."

My body is heating up. I reach for the door knob attempting to open the door from behind.

"I got it," he reaches behind me and opens the door.

"You're so corny."

I walk out the room and go into the bathroom.

"Do you guys have an extra toothbrush?"

"It's in the drawer."

I open the drawer and grab out the purple toothbrush, I brush my teeth and look at my hair in the mirror, my silk press isn't much of a silk press anymore. A low bun should suffice until I wash my hair. I look in the drawer for a possible hair tie, lucky for me I find one.

I see a brush on the counter with Parker's name on it in big bold letters, in smaller letters it says "buy your own Hero" that makes me giggle a bit.

I brush my hair back and put it in a bun. Avery calls me back letting me know she's here.

"Thanks Hero, but Avery's here so I gotta go."

"Do I get to see you later?"

No...

"Possibly."

He smiles.

Girl! You were supposed to say no.

Whatever. I walk out the door and go to the car. Avery looks upset, and by all means she has a right to be. I mean I was pretty reckless last night. I shouldn't have let Cierra make me think I was lame for not drinking.

"I know Ave, for one we're late, for two I went home with Hero."

"Yes we're late Mrs.Dumont isn't gonna be happy, not to mention I called you so many times just for you not to pick up. But I can forgive all of that, if you tell me what happened with you and Hero last night."

That's interesting because I don't remember much of what happened besides...

"Dammit!"

"WHAT WHAT?!" Avery says excitedly.

"Calm down, nothing happened I promise. Except he was going to take the couch last night while I had his bed, but I told him to stay," I sigh.

"Awwww."

I roll my eyes at her.

***

We finally made it into practice. Avery gave me my dance bag from the trunk so I changed in the locker rooms.

Avery and I walk into the studio together and Mrs.Dumont has a very stern look on her face. At both me and Avery but it seems as if it's mostly me.

"Happy for the both of you to finally join us," Her thick french accent pierces through our ears. "Hurry up get in line, Elle I have to talk to you after class."

I nod my head, and Avery and I proceed to get in line. I grasp the support bar with my left hand and get into first position with the heels of my feet touching while the face opposite positions. I curve my right and towards my torso and began to plie.

***

Practice is now over, all the girls have left besides me and Avery. She's waiting outside the studio for me while Mrs.Dumont says what she has to say.

"Elle a video has come into my possession this morning whilst I was checking my email," She grabs out her phone and it's a video of me drunk...dancing all over Hero with a red solo cup in my hand. You can barely tell it's Hero but me I'm front and center.

I began to feel myself shaking. Who'd email this to her...that's when I hear Cierra's voice behind the camera, "Have another drink elle," she says.

The camera turns around then the video stops. In the frame you can see Cierra.

I've never been so mad in my life.

Mrs.Dumont puts her phone away. "An intoxicated ballerina isn't a good look for us Elle, now I'm suppose to report this to the dean and the judges for the competition, but because I've grown very fond of you from the time you've been here, and I see the lovely potential you have, I won't."

I feel a bit of relief.

"But to make sure we both don't get in trouble for this, I assume you know the person that sent me this, get them to delete it. That's all."

Mrs.Dumont gives me a hug and then I walk out of the studio.

On the way to the car I tell Avery what happened. She explains how she knew Cierra didn't like me but she didn't think it'd go as far as trying to ruin my ballet career.

I text Hero to see if he is home and will let me and Avery stop by so I can get him to have Cierra come over. Luckily for me he's home.

We hurry over and he lets us in.

"So why does Cierra need to come over?" he questions.

I explain everything to him and he looks so disappointed, but he texts her just a little come over text and within seconds she replies with an ok.

A few minutes pass by of us trying to figure out what I'm going to say, Avery thinks I should start off strong, Hero thinks that he should just take the lead. I shut both of their ideas down due to the fact that it's my problem, so I should be the one to handle it.

We hear a knock on the door and Hero goes to open it.

Cierra walks in with a very obvious grin on her face. Until she turns her head and sees Avery and I sitting on the couch.




Ok now all my chapter have to have a minimum of 1000 words and this is like a thousand two hundred something lmao.

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