Bethanys pov:
We leave for competition today. I get to the studio around 530 am.
"Hi dear." Eleanor says.
"Hi." I say hugging her.
"I'm sorry to hear about your daddy, but he's in a better place." she says reassuringly.
I smile and head inside to get coffee. I bump into Derek.
"Sorry." I say.
"It's fine." he says and leaves the room.
He acted distance. I got my coffee and loaded the bus. Derek sat with Eleanor. All the girls sat in the way back. Since there around the age of 7-12 they are all interested in their cellphones.
I sit alone a few seats back from Eleanor. We will be traveling through the night. I kick my shoes off and drink my coffee. Derek goes back to the girls to give them a pep talk about their routine.
It's now around pm and is getting dark. Derek has not talked to me all day. I decided to text him.
B- r we ok.
D- perfect
B- watever
I was getting annoyed now. I look back and see the girls are asleep. I see Eleanor talking to Derek and then falling asleep. I freak out. Derek looks back at me. I act asleep. He comes back and sits by me.
"I know your not asleep." Derek says.
I open my eyes.
"I know your a jerk." I say closing my eyes again.
He laughs.
"Why are you laughing." I ask.
"Because your cute." he says.
"Watever asshole." I say.
He puts his hand on my thigh. I can't help but smile.
"Is that a smile ms. Mota" he asks.
"No." I say smiling.
He leans in and kisses me.
"Derek that is so inapproiate." I say smiling.
"Oh really." he says leaning on again. This time his hand traveled up my shirt. I moaned a little.
"Derek there is little girls on this bus." I say reminding him.
He growls and pulls my shirt back down. I smile. He kisses me one more time and says good night.
The next day:
It's competition day. Eleanor, Derek, and I get our hotel rooms figured out. The girls family's traveled seperate so they have family to sleep with in the hotel. I run up to my room and change into a short lilac dress.I pull my hair back into a teased ponytail.
I hear a knock on my door. Thinking it's Eleanor grabbing the music I yell for them to come in. I drop my lipstick as I see Derek in black pants and a dress shirt standing in my door way.
"Oh um hi." I say.
"Hi." he says smiling.
I go back into the bathroom and spray perfume on my wrist.
"Do you need something." I yell to him.
He comes up behind me and kisses my neck.
"Derek we have to go." I say.
He puts his finger up to my lips.
"Shhh." he says.
I smile. He kisses me again. I run my hand along his back. He bites my neck. I feel his hand move lower grabbing my butt. I moan. He smiles and let's go.
"We're gonna be late let's go." he says with a smirk.
"Your such a tease." I say.
We head to the competition. The girls go and perform. I see Alex the youngest of the group mess up. After their performance we went to the back room.
"Girls you did amazing." Eleanor says.
"Great job guys." Derek says.
I see Alex in the corner wiping off her makeup. I kneel by her.
"Alex no one saw you mess up it was a tiny mistake." I say rubbing her back.
"Yeah but I let everyone down." she says.
I look at Derek and he comes over and kneels down.
"Alex you did really good for the first competition." Derek says with a smile.
"I let you down." Alex says.
"No sweetheart you didnt I couldn't be more proud." Derek says. He gives her a hug and she runs along.
"Your good with kids." I say.
"Well you know I have some of my own." Derek says.
"What! What the hell Derek." I say.
"B I'm joking with you." he says laughing.
I smile "asshole."
He winks and walks back to Eleanor.
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FanfictionBethany Mota 19, just moved to New York to adventure on in her fashion career. When all goes wrong. Bethany works as a receptionist at a local dance studio. One day Bethany meets the new dance instructor Derek Hough. Will they keep things profession...