The Dance Of Love - Oliver Otto

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Emilie's POV
Today i start ballet! I haven't gone to school yet, i'm new to Westport i just moved from well all over the place. I was touring with La Ballet de la Reine ballet company for a year but my mum wanted me to come back to real school so we moved to where she grew up.

Down the road from us is a small home. Probably the smallest in all Westport everyone is rich here. so i guess it's a holiday home or something? My mum and dad were excited to move to a small town and have a community to be apart of but i missed my friends.

I woke up on this morning my room was still filled with boxes because we just arrived here last night . I wasn't sure if i was going to school today so i had to go find one of my parents. I found my dad when i went into the hall.
"hey dad" I said
"hello petal" He had used my nickname from when i was really young.
"dad! i'm 15 stop calling me that" I wasn't really that annoyed i liked the nickname.
"am i going to school today?" i really didn't want to go.
"i'm not sure, what time is it?"
i looked at my phone "8:30"
"school started half an hour ago! so i guess not"
"yay!" i hated school last year before i went on the ballet tour.
"this year will be better don't worry petal" my dad had a smirk on his face.

I hit him playfully before going to the kitchen to see my mum.
"hello sweets" she was so cheerful for half 8 in the morning.
"hello mother" i replied curtsying.
this was an inside joke of ours as she was always the "queen" of our home.
My mum swiftly rolled her eyes before asking if i was excited for ballet this afternoon.

i wasn't sure if i was or more nervous. What if all the kids hated me? What if they were awful? It's decided...i'm nervous.

The rest of the day was fine i unpacked a little but soon my aunt came to pick me up for ballet. (She's my teacher if you were wondering why).

When we got to the studio she told me there was a boy in the class also from Westport and I should get to know him. As If! everyone from Westport is stuck up and obsessed with being rich and narcissistic so big fat nope!

We entered the class and my aunt introduced me

"Okay class, I would like to introduce a new student Emilie Walker. She just recently moved to Westport, please make her feel welcome!"

The girls in the class came up to me to get to know me. When i spot a boy roll his eyes before turning so i decide to ask him what's wrong.

"something bothering you?"

"nope nothing" Fakeness oozing from his voice

"i'm Emilie" i wanted him to like me.

"Oliver" looking at him again he was kinda cute. 

"So your new to Westport, I live there too." Oh no.

"Guess that means ill see you around?" I hoped i would.

"Yeah, If you want I can walk you through what we have done so far this year?" he's so sweet! but i already knew everything as my aunt taught the class.

"I'm good I know it already thanks though" i said going back to the girls.

I wonder if he liked me back..

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