Did you ever think of me?

One year later

"Vivian? Would you like to answer the question on the board please?" My pug faced teacher looked down at me with an ugly smirk.

"x equals 17' I answered in a monotone voice, a smirk stretching across my own face. He huffed, upset that he couldn't suprise me and catch me off guard. He has tried all year to get me to mess up. But unfortunately for Mr.pug face, I have a perfect in this class and I never tried in class.

He continued on with the lesson, sometimes calling on me during the more difficult questions, and as usual, I answered every single one correctly. He dismissed us when the bell rang, and I knew the next class would have to deal with his sour mood from once again failing to get me. He he, well not my problem.

"Oh I know that smirk missy! Did you get mr. puggy face back again?" My friend Ryan came up from behind me and wrapped his arm around my sholder. I gently shook it off and laughed. "You are going to give that poor man a hard time and he is going to quit one of these days."

"Hopefully." I muttered, and Ryry busted out laughing and hugged me tight before pulling us into our Zoology class.

"Ready to dissect a clam?" He joked, knowing I HATE shellfish.

"And get a allergic reaction and die, no thanks." I smiled and headed over  to my station to do book work since i couldn't do the dissection. I smiled as I saw my friends and classmates all struggling to open the clams without brutally destroying it. The ones that had finally pried it open groaned in horror at the practically impossible chance of identifying the insides of the clam and what structure is which.

I looked back at my work and opened my binder. I felt the familar sense of pain and longing when saw the picture of me and Mitchel together, me on is back with my face pressed against him. I know the logical thing to do would be to remove the picture, but I couldn' t let myself do that. It was one of my favorite pics and I loved it dearly.

I missed Mitchy. He was my best friend.

'Yea, too bad you loved him more than that' The annoying voice in my head said.

'Shush, he will never know that'

'How do you know? Maybe if you called'

'He hasn't answered in months. Why try again'

'Cause you loooooove him'

'If you shut up I will give you a cookie at lunch'

Blissful silence entered my head. I sat back in my chair and tried to concentrate on my work. But what that annoying conscious said kept spinning around in my head. I wondered why he never called me anymore. I mean, he's focusing on his career and I love him for that. I'm not going to go and throw a fit and demand he come back. Besides, I watched his show and he actually looked pretty happy. He didn't have his acting smile on. He had his genuine full grin on. I was happy for him, and I constantly find myself watching, just to see him.

Pathetic.. I know. I just miss him so much and I can't help but think about him everyday, even though its been a bloody year.

The bell sounded and I plugged in my headphones and headed down to the dorms for free period.

I was at the Nashville Academy (A/N: idk if this is a real place, I just made it up) for the arts. I transferred here in the middle of my freshman year and been there since. I spent the school year in the dorms, and spent summer and the holidays at my parents. I studied dance, music, and all the normal academic classes. The majority of my time was working on the arts part, but scholarly studies were equally important in this school.

I loved it here. Besides Mr. pugface, everyone was nice, and i was pretty popular. I majored in practically all the things that this school offered. I did all types of dance, played multiple instruments, sang, and I occasionally did the drawing and other crafts. I put all my energy into those things and I loved it.

My main passion was singing and dancing. I never really showed anyone my singing talent because that was Mitchel's dream and I didn't want to cross into his territory. No one except for my instructor and the dean knew my talent. I wasn't very willing to show my singing talent.

But everyone knew my dancing talent. I'm really  not a person who likes to brag, but I was really good. Its one of the only things I've liked to do since i could like walk. I competed in tons of events and I won most of them.

My usual dancing partner was Mitchel, but now I had been paired with Parker, the school's other best dancer. We were unstoppable together. We got along great, and I knew he liked me, but as much as I tried, I couldn't move past my feelings for Mitchel. I was upset because he was an amazing guy and deserved a chance, but I couldn't give that to him.

I laid down on my bed to get some shut eye before my dance class next period. We were in our hip hop session right now and learning how to dance to "Look At Me Now". It was a pretty intense routine, so I needed some rest before.

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Alright!!!!!!!!!

Does anyone know who Mitchel is? For those who don't, his identity will show soon, and he is a real celebrity.

So, its a new idea, so just bear with me! Thanks!!!

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-Paigey :)