By Chance

Him

Sam's point of view

So I wake up at 10:30 new record I get up to put on my 'proper attire' for class put my hair in a bun and tie my ballet shoes and grab a bag with extra clothes and leave. I'm almost to class when I see the time it's 10:50 which is enough time for some breakfast. Class starts and Ms. Aragon seems surprised at me and smiles.

"Glad to see you can dress the write way now Samantha."

"Please stop calling me Samantha and call me Sam."

"Sure if you can show us the routine"

"And you'll call me Sam for the rest of the time I'm in your class."

"Yes"

"Deal"

I do the routine just fine and how it should be done with out falling on my face for once. Yay me! the whole class seemed so impressed by me. I felt so proud of myself that nothing could knock the smile off my face, and I didn't embarrass my self in class for once. So class ends and I change into a a really big sweat shirt and sweat pants and flip flops, and have my hair in a messy bun. I walk to my drum lessons like I do every day. Once I do I'm surprised to see Ashton there instead of my drum teacher.

"I thought you could play?" He questions me

"I can I just take the lessons to improve my skills that's all. And how did you know about this?" I smile as I set my stuff down

"Really lets see your skills copy after me. And I followed you and asked about your schedule and bribed your teacher."

"Ok then... But lets make this more interesting shall we?" I say with a grin on my face

"Alright loser has to dance when they so." Ashton says

"Deal" I shake his hand and we start drumming.

After half an hour of drumming I lost only by one slip up at the end.

"Ha I win! But you are pretty good" Ashton says with a grin

"Thank you."

"Alright so what kind of dancing are you good at?"

"All kinds tap, hip hop but I'm really here to be a..." I stop my self

"Come on you can tell me." He says as he gets closer

"I'm here to be a ballerina..." I look down and turn red

"Why is that so hard to say?" As he lifts my chin up to look at him.

"Because its so not me! But my parents forced me too and I've done it ever since..."

"Hey it's ok I'm sure your great at it since you play sports you probably have a lot of balance." He says as he smiles and it seems like he's going to kiss me.... What no! Wait...!

"Sports... OMG! I have to go I'm late for soccer practice!" I run to the door

"Wait text me later!?" He says and I stop and look back at him.

"Defiantly! But don't tell the guys ok!"

"Ok" he smiles as I run to soccer practice.

***

Let me say that after a hard day of sports it's nice to shower in here by myself in steamy shower. Then I hear the door open and some walk to the shower and say.

"Hey do you think you could help me mate?" He has an Irish accent so I just shake my head.

"Why not! Come on mate please?!"