KAYLAS POV
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i sat on the cold hardwood floor of the dance studio, taking small sips of water and stretching my legs after everyone left. i stared at myself in the floor length mirrior adjusting my green eyes to the dim lit room and petted my long wavy brown hair while ducking down again to touch my toes. my purple blackberry started vibrating along the floor making me jump and i automatically snatched it up from the ground. i looked at the short text from my sister alerting me that she would be at the studio in five minutes. quickly, i grabbed my bag and headed out the door. i looked down at the ground watching my brand new black nike high tops hit the pavement, but as i ran into someone i let out a small gasp and looked up quickley.
“oh my god, im so sorry” i said smiling
“dont sweat it” his raspy but acctractive voice rang out. after a moment of us looking at each other with stupid smirks on our faces he broke the silence
“im, nick” he said confidently with his perfect teeth gleaming from beneath his smile.
“kayla” i responded lightly. at that moment i heard my sisters back SUV wheels screech into the parking lot. i closed my eyes feeling slightly embarrassed and could feel my cheeks flushing.
“gotta go” i said with a awkward laugh following behind.
“bye” i heard him breath while he flashed another dazzling smile. i turned around and walked quickly to the SUV while i still felt nicks gaze watching me. sure enough, when i got into the car he was still looking at me with the exact same smile. i pulled my damp hair out of its pony tail and laid it flat against the car seat and my back, i closed my eyes for a moment but reopened them when my sister started talking.
“mom and dad called while you were gone”
“they said that dad got food poisoning from the seafood and they had to miss out on one of the islands” we both smirked at the same time. i felt the car turning and looked up at my house. it wasnt a mansion but it was bigger than the average houses. a black ironed fence lined the yard and were the boundries of my parents balcony on the top level. she shut off the car and we both walked out and slammed the doors shut together. i ran inside my air conditioned house, took off my shoes and socks and pressed my damp feet to the cold marble. my sister walked past me giving me a weird look and walked into the kitchen. i ran up the spiral stairs to my white and purple bedroom throwing my bag on my bed and grabbed a extra change of clothes and ran to the bathroom. i started to take off my pants and felt my phone inside my pockets, i carefully placed them on the seat of the toilet and started the shower while stripping the rest of my clothes. i stepped into the hot stream of water and began to scrub away all the dirt and sweat from the day. i closed my eyes and felt the hot water flowing down from my long hair, when a image popped up in my head, nick. his smile, his eyes, his kindness compared to the boys at my school. and the way he watched me, was just, different. i dont know how but it just was. my phone rang making me open my eyes and come back to reality. i quickly opened the shower door and slid my wet hand across my black pants.
“hello” i said while turning off the water.
“hey” i heard vinnys voice, but it didnt sound happy
“hey! whats up?” i wraped a towel around me and sat on the counter.
“you met nick?”
“err, yah. i bumped into him” i said giggling at my own joke “why, wait you know him?”
“he dances with me”
“vin, is everything ok?”
“yeah, its fine” i could hear him getting more and more frusterated “i gotta go”
“but wait vi-“
"bye"
