Dancing with Fire (John Pearce/Justice Crew Fanfic)

Chapter 13

~*~ John's POV ~*~

Kayla did what she promised and attended the workshop today, actually I didn’t let go of her after school has ended and brought her here myself. Unlike yesterday, she was just a regular attendee, and I was still her teacher.

She stood at the back of the row, with the other boys constantly joking off with her at how they liked her more yesterday, being in the lead and teaching us a few dance steps. Though I know it was all Lenny’s.

While doing some steps in front, my focus kept on locking with her, but she was too busy talking to the other boys who were seated at the back, waiting for their turn to teach. She wasn’t even dancing that much and I felt like she was getting bored at this. Now I’m wondering how Lenny made her seem interested.

“John, you okay, bro?” Lenny asked. I didn’t even notice that Lenny called a 5 minute break as I completely zoned out and lost in thoughts.

“Yeah, I guess I’m just tired.”

“Wanna sit out and rest?” he asked, assuring me that he’s gonna be fine being alone after the break. I nodded, and went to sit at the sidelines, where Kayla was standing yesterday, while waiting for her turn.

Five minutes have gone up and Lenny started again. This time, he was going around the rows and looking for people who needed help. The steps weren’t simple, but it wasn’t hard either, and it helped that these students were eager to learn and they didn’t complain about anything.

Lenny went to talk to them one by one, asking if they needed help on some certain steps. Some asked him to do the step once again and he did, while some were contented with what they’re doing.

One thing caught my eye, when Lenny went to Kayla and asked if she needed help.  Her face lit up from boredom, and playfully had a conversation with him that I couldn’t quite hear. Leaning forward, I still couldn’t get a grip of what they’re talking about. Lenny went around her, and laughed at something she said. His laugh made her giggled; looking back at Lenny, which had a somewhat teasing-flirty mood, and annoyingly Lenny had the same one.

Standing up from where I was seated, I went around the attendees like what Lenny was doing. I was ready to get back to work now; actually, I was more of curious as to what they were talking about.

There was some part of me that felt different about seeing Kayla smile, her face beaming bright, at my twin brother. My heart was burning, and I was easily annoyed. Thing is I don’t think I am easily annoyed in general, but seeing them happy together made me crush into pieces.

It’s weird, I tell you. I don’t even know why I’m feeling this way. Strange feeling creeping up on me.

Mostly I was annoyed at how Lenny was the first one to make her dance, even though I was the first one who knew she was a dancer. It didn’t felt like I was special for finding out her secret anymore.

“Mr. Pearce…” A girl called me. Apparently, she has been asking me questions and I zoned out once again. What is with me zoning out?

“Yes?” I turned around to meet her. She was showing me the dance step and asked if she did alright. I nodded and moved on to the next one, until I was near her. Kayla.

“Aha.” She giggled, checking me out.

“What?” I raised my eyebrows, curious on why she was giggling. “Like what you see?”

“You seem… different.” Kayla was staring at me from head to toe. “Didn’t think there would come a time I would actually catch you daydreaming, but I was so wrong! Caught you twice in a matter of an hour…” She chuckled at the thought saying how cute I was when daydreaming.

“I am not daydreaming!” I denied. Yeah, like I could tell her that.

“Yes you are. You’re denying.” She smirked.

“Why would I even deny? I wasn’t daydreaming. I was just… thinking about something.”

“Something? Or someone? Hmm. Are you crushing on someone?”

Someone. And it is you.

Wait what?

No no no!

This can’t happen.

There’s no way that this could be happening.

Am I falling for her?

“Will you slap me?” I blurted out, it’s not what I had in mind, but I thought this was all a dream, and when she slaps me I’d wake up to face reality.

“I won’t slap you.”

“Why? Please?”

“No. Why do you want me to slap you?”

“I’m sleepy. Wake me up.”

“Umm… drink some coffee? You’re so weird today, Mr. Pearce.”

Mr. Pearce. She called me Mr. Pearce, not John like she used to when we’re outside of school.

Shaking my head, I shook the idea off that I was falling for Kayla.

I have feelings for Kayla.

This is weird. Why do I have feelings for her?

Honestly, my thing with Kayla is different. We seem to have a connection that I didn’t have with my other students. And my mates love her company. Comfortable with her, I was kind of an open book. She knew things I love and hate. She knew why I took this job. She knew what made me start dancing. And I knew some things about her too, not on the same level of what she knows about me, but I’m glad that she was telling me things. Is it wrong that I wanted to know more about her?

She was the responsible one. Being the eldest in her family, she had to take care of her younger siblings when her mom died. It was one touchy subject, and I didn’t want her to get uncomfortable with me. Maybe in the future, I would know the reason behind this.

I don’t see her as my student when I’m with her, I see her as a friend. Maybe even more than that.

Knowing she was only 17, an underage, didn’t matter to me, but being her teacher did. I can’t let this happen.

“You’re doing it again.” She sniggered. She had this certain smile in her face that she’s up to something, or thinking about something, and it messed up with my mind knowing it could have something to do with me. But she’s cute.

Why am I amused by her?

No I can’t. I’m her teacher, and I have already planned things out and said that I would never be romantically involved with a student, not even with Kayla.

This is so wrong.

I need to forget these feelings.

I don’t want to…

But I have to.