Tamar Braxton's Daughter *Not Edited*

Chapter 23

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This week my mum is rehearsing for the Jazz Week and the dance that's she's doing is Rhythm Nation by Janet Jackson.

Since I have no life or friends, literally, I'm at the studio with her. It's a difficult dance to do but she's getting there.

"Tiana, this is my dance partner Val Chmerkovskiy." My mum says and I swear I had heart eyes.

"Hi Val." I put my hand out for a shake and he pulls me in for a hug. Damn, he smells good.

Tamar purse her lips before calling Val over to practice. I roll my eyes before taking me a seat on the floor.

I seriously need to get back into dancing, I do nothing for a living. Actually my job is to lay around feeling sorry for myself and letting Tamar do everything for me.

I take my phone out. Vince was nice enough to get me a new iPhone 6+ in Rose Gold because it's perf.

I go on my Instagram account and I finally decide to follow some people besides my family. Oh, and I'm up to 50k followers which is pretty cool. Since I'm a lazy shit I go ahead and follow The Real hosts and Val before putting my phone down.

Dance is beautiful. It's one of the best ways to express yourself, you don't have to be best the dancer to dance- you just need to feel. Let your emotions lead.
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After about an hour of dancing they finally decide to take a break, Tamar leaves to go pick up a light lunch and collect Logan.

Val does a few stretches so I get up and walk over to him.

"Hey, you already good at dancing." I say to Val, he bends down to pick up some water.

Damn, he has a nice ass.

"Thanks and you can stop checking my ass out." He says while chuckling, he drinks some of his water and I purse my lips at him. "Damn, you really look like Tamar when you do that."

"Well she's my mum." I shrug my shoulders before looking down at myself.

I'm wearing a long sleeved tight black shirt with black leggings and black trainers. I don't know the brand and I couldn't care less. I put my hair into a high ponytail.

I bite my lips before deciding to speak my mind. "You should give me your number."

He gives me a playful look, "and why would I do that?"

I cross my arms, "cause you're pretty hot and I'm a Braxton which means that I'm beat to death." I uncross my and stare at the mirror before striking a pose.

He laughs and I frown. "How old are you?"

I take a step closer to him. "17 but I've lived a life traumatic enough to make me atleast 25." Man, I'm stupid and that didn't make any sense.

"Well," he puts his water bottle down, "I'm 29."

I shrug, "It's not as if I'm trying to ask you to hook up with me, I just want to get to know you better."

"And..."

"You can help me get back into dance again." I give him a sweet smile and he shrugs. "How about we start practicing while you're on break?"

Val thinks about it for a minute before agreeing. I stretch for like 10 minutes before turning to face him.

I don't even know what to do, "What Style are we doi--" Val cuts me off.

"Can you even dance or do you just twerk like your mom?" I laugh at this.

"I can dance and I can also twerk." I start twerking for a couple of seconds. I smirk at the fact that Val's eyes were trained on my butt.

He bites his lip before turning, out of nowhere Val starts twerking which causes me to burst out laughing.

His so sexy, I stop laughing and he stops twerking. I pull in him for a hug and inhale his scent.

It may sound weird but I'm having fun and I'm laughing which I haven't done in a while, well not a real one anyway.

He slowly but surely wraps his arm around me ahead of making us sway. I decide to pull a ballsy and kinda crazy move.

I move my lips towards his. I slightly look up at him before pressing my lips against his. I didn't move for a second but when his soft lips started to move, god damn. Best first kiss I've ever had.

Val slightly pushes me away before wiping his lips, "You shouldn't have done that. You're 17."

I place a finger on my bottom lip. "But you enjoyed that."

I cringe when I hear Tamar's voice. I turn to face her and she gives us a look. (Gif)

"He better not have enjoyed that." I look at her sheepishly.

Tamar turns to face Val, "Try that again and you won't have any kids, m'kay." She turns to face me, " and you sit your ass down and go upload on Instagram or something."

I don't move, I just stare at her blankly.

"Boo, I will take OFF my Jimmy Choo's and whack you!" I rush over and give her a brief hug before running back towards my phone.  "She didn't come for drama so let's Jazz."

She slides my food over to me before giving Val and I the look from before (gif).

Val gives me a sly wink and I smirk.