Leap For A Touchdown

Chapter 3

Walking into the door after a long day of practice has to be one of the best feelings in the world. I get to relax my sore and aching feet, I get to lay back on the couch, and do absolutely nothing for the rest of the day.. Or so I thought. Just as I decided to lay back and kick my feet up, Mama decided it would be a good idea to remind me that I have to teach a class full of idiots. Not only that but I have to come up with a lesson plan and warm-up routine myself. Oh joy. Mama wouldn't be much help, not that he would have helped any way. Papa wouldn't be of any help either. He played football and I need to teach them ballet. With a sigh I sat down at my desk and opened my laptop to plan out a simple lesson plan because goodness knows those idiots wouldn't be able to handle anything too complex. Once I had the warm up planned out, I needed to find music to match it which shouldn't be too hard. I could tell from the start that planning out the lesson would take me all night.

Going to school after a late night of planning was horrible. I'm sure everyone could tell I didn't get much sleep. But of course, that didn't stop the bumbling idiots from bothering me. The last thing I want to see early in the morning after barely sleeping is Tristian and Derrick.

"Hey baby, how are you this fine morning?" I shook my head and held up a hand as Tristian leaned down seemingly looking for a kiss.

"Do you by any chance have starbucks? No. Do you by any chance have a pillow, blanket, or bed that I can use to sleep? No. I suggest you get the hell out of my face before I slap you. I have no mood to deal with two idiots this morning." I waved and walked away from them, leaving them standing there looking absolutely natural. Who am I kidding, they looked really stupid.

I promise you I saw angels when Miranda walked up to me with that glorious cup from starbucks. "Please tell me that's what I think it is. Please tell me you got me a venti Cinnamon Dolce Latte with whipped cream." When I saw her nod I grabbed that cup so fast and took a sip. Oh the glorious drink caused a loud moan to erupt from my throat. "You may have just saved the lives of many with this one kind gesture, Miranda. For that, I thank you and the rest of the population thanks you as well."

The nervous look on her face made me suspicious. I knew there was some reason behind the drink offering. We're best friends but she finds joy in my struggles.

"I have a boyfriend.."

Uh.. what? Miranda Lee has a boyfriend?

"Since when? What's his name? He better not be one of those mindless idiots who play football." She was silent. I mean creepily silent. "Which one? Which idiot is it? Please tell me it isn't Tristian or Derrick."

"Caleb. It's Caleb." I couldn't stop that breath of relief from coming out. She picked a good one. Thank goodness she picked a smarter idiot.

Just as I was about to reply, the bell decided to rudely interrupt. I sighed and gathered my things before heading to class. Two more days of relaxation before I have to deal with a bunch of idiots. All because their coach realized they were idiots and thought ballet would do them some good.

As I sat down in my seat, head idiot walks in and decides it's a good idea to bother me. He grabbed my arm and pulled me to the back of the classroom.

"It's you. You're the one who's going to be teaching us the stupid ballet."

I pulled my arm away from him and scoffed. "No, I am not teaching you idiots ballet. I am simply helping you with your agility, flexibility, balance, and hopefully mental focus. Try to keep up." I gave his cheek a pat before walking back to my seat and sipping my drink. I turned to him again. "How'd you know, by the way?"

He shrugged. The nerve! "I heard coach talking to one of your parents about it. I believe it was Jamie about the ballet stuff and Dante about football drills." I nearly spit out my drink.

"He talks to both mama and papa?! Papa, I believe. He played football. He was one of you idiots. But mama?! He wasn't a football player! Mama was much too pretty and smart for that!"

"Both of your parents are male? I didn't know that."

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "You weren't even listening. Why do I bother speaking to idiots. And yes, both of my parents are male. It isn't a secret. Now, if you'll excuse me I'd like to drink this wonderful drink and not lose brain cells speaking to you." Even if he is attractive.

By the time lunch came around, the whole group of neanderthals knew I was going to be the one teaching them. I shouldn't have trusted that idiot to keep his mouth shut. One by one they all came up to me asking I it was true that I was going to be the one teaching them. But of course, I shut them each up with a glare before walking away.

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Ah.. I lost my motivation to write this. It's not my style. It's too.. tame. I like writing more dark themes. This is too light. So of course the only fair thing to do would be to write a new story.. but the main love interest's occupation.. that's where I'm having a problem. Making him a CEO is too cliche but making him part of the mafia is as well. It's a bit difficult. Of course I won't discontinue this story completely. It just won't be my main focus. Of course the main character will be a dancer. And for this story, I've pretty much have everything planned out. It's just forming those ideas into words and getting them written that's an issue. I hope anyone who reads this will be understanding.

Until next time,

Min~

 P.s. I'm sorry for making you all wait so long.