Dancing with Fire (John Pearce/Justice Crew Fanfic)

Chapter 18

Everything has been going well so far. Spending time with Stacy was great, surprising to my friends that my sister and I were finally this close, but we didn’t tell them what happened. We made this story that we just were bored one night and started playing 20 questions to know more about each other, some bought the excuse, but the others thought it was too fabricated.

We can’t tell them how we ended up this close as we were afraid of someone blurting it to our dad and we’ll get in trouble. We’re fine now, even though everything else is still a secret. Not even my best friends knew I was attending the free dance workshop with Justice Crew. All they know, gym/dance class was the only place they know I’m dancing at, and school is the only place where I’m meeting John and Lenny Pearce.

John and I stayed the same, avoiding each other. He never told me about that girl, who I still prefer to be nameless even though I was introduced to her at the workshop. Since that day, she never missed attending it, watching the dances. Samson even teased her that maybe she was a secret dancer in the past and is just too shy to dance, sort of like how my story sounded. Remembering that first day, when John was the same person who invited me inside.

Thinking about it, John might have seen her outside as well and invited her in, but of course, I was just making up that story because it sure does look like John and that girl have been friends for a long time, and that girl seems like the same age as him. Maybe that’s even his girlfriend.

My thoughts have been washed away as I was nearing our table, girls shrieking with excitement, while the guys groaned in pain. Walking over, the girls were glued to an iPad watching a video. Making my way close enough to the screen, I saw 7 familiar guys dancing. Omg.

“What is that?” My bad, I didn’t seem to have read the title on top.

“It’s Justice Crew’s video.” Tiffany, one of the cheerleaders had said. “Play it again.” She ordered, and Caitlin who was holding the iPad, did as what she was told.

Justice Crew was dancing. It was a live video, like they were on stage performing. They were dancing to Mr. Boombastic, and it was sexy as hell my mouth dropping on the floor.

They were so mouthwatering. Omg.

We watched the video the whole lunch time. Unlike the other girls, I was keeping my screams inside, because I can’t handle this. Some were screaming for John, some were for Lenny, and some screamed for both. How can someone scream for both when I can’t even handle looking at John alone? This feels I’m having is suffocating me. Omg.

John was wearing a singlet, his muscled arms were showing, his abs and chest looked defined underneath it. I was undressing him with my eyes in the video. Oh God, what’s wrong with me.

No actually if I didn’t find this video attractive, then there is really something wrong with me. All the boys looked so hot.

Did you know none of the girls ate? We couldn’t. Our eyes were glued to it like we were under some spell and someone has ordered us to watch it over and over again, and we sure never got tired of it.

Okay, for one, I don’t think I can look at the boys the same again. Unfortunately for me, I’ll be seeing the rest of the boys too, which feels so awkward right now after watching that certain video, unlike my friends who would only see the twins in the school. Poor me.

The bell rang and everyone who had English class headed to Mr. Pearce’s room. Caitlin, Amy, Tiffany, Natalie, Hanna, and I sat on the last row. Hanna was humming the Mr. Boombastic song, not loud enough to be heard by everyone, but loud enough to be heard by our group, and it was disturbing, sort of. John was in front, waiting for everyone to settle down, before starting the class. Our group had weird smiles plastered all over our faces, the others sending weird and curious glances at us .

Class has started and John was in front lecturing us about Greek Mythology. Seated in between Hanna and Amy this time, I kept on giggling on their amusing comments with regards to the video and John wearing something Greek-y, you know those curtain-like clothing draped over him while he was dancing to a sexy song, I couldn’t even say the title of the song, because hearing it, my smile would go from ear to ear. Someone help me stop please! This can’t happen. Why am I this affected by it? Feeling my face heating up and showing a blush, I looked down for a bit to hide it away.

Now I can’t even look at him without smiling bizarrely, not sure if he had a clue or anything. One of the habits I do was biting my lip whenever I feel nervous, scared, or awkward, and oh my god, after this class I swear my lips would be bloody.

“Girls at the back, it seems that you have a little discussion going on, mind sharing it with us?” Mr. Pearce was mad, glaring at us. We were apparently disturbing his class from our little discussion we thought wasn’t loud enough. I’m not sure if he heard every comment exactly, but our murmurs were blaring around the room.

He called us one by one but no one answered him, we shook our heads.

“That is your first and last warning. The next time I hear you disturbing the class, you shall be sent out.” Everyone nodded as we both looked down. I can sense everyone in our group was smiling quietly in our seats. I was.

The thing is, when Amy and I looked at each other, we can’t hold in the laughter anymore. Trying my best not to laugh, I looked away but Amy and I are so close that I know she was trying to do same thing but failing.

While I was trying to look away, my gaze stopped at him. Mr. Pearce. He was looking at my direction, with eyes expressed hurt and anger towards me. My smile faded away at once, staring back at him. It has been long since we looked in each other’s eyes, and this wasn’t the feeling I expected. Why was he hurt? Shouldn’t I be the one who’s hurt knowing how he has been avoiding me?

He looked away the moment I stared at him, and began to ignore me again.

Amy must have seen the stolen glances between us. When she looked at me, her smiled washed out from her face that’s now showing concern for me. I knew if I stayed in this longer, I would fail miserably so I stood up and immediately went out the door without any word.