His Ballerina [on hold until further notice]

Chapter Three

Damon's POV





My hands were shaking as I got into school Monday morning.

Why the hell was I so worried anyway? Just do what you usually do and ignore her, my head supplied.

Yeah, that was easy enough, I mean I've done it plenty of times before, Ever was no different. Lie!

I groaned inwardly. Seriously what was wrong with me? All weekend I couldn't stop thinking about that damn kiss. Every time I managed to stray away from it - from her - it always found a way to creep back into my head. I literally couldn't stop thinking about her.

No girl has ever had this effect over me, no girl has ever kept me from concentrating on other things before and no girl has ever, and I mean ever, made me just want to kiss her constantly. Oh for God's sake, I'm turning into a freaking pansy!

I seriously wanted to continuously thump my head against the heavy metal door of my locker.

"Dude, what is wrong with you? You've been acting like this all morning and weekend and it's honestly starting to worry me." Joseph asked, watching me curiously.

"Just the fact that I have to put up with Dallas for the next two months," I lied smoothly.

In all honesty, I was glad he was here for so long, that meant I got to spend more time with Scarlett and Dandy.

Realization dawned across Joseph's features, obviously believing my lie. He smirked and chuckled as he opened his locker and took out a few books.

I copied him, trying to occupy my mind from that beautiful girl I was secretly craving to see.

Just as I closed my locker and placed some books in my bag, a movement to my side caught my attention and I felt a small smile curve on my lips.

How was it possible to be that beautiful?

I watched as Ever danced her way down the corridor, her black and beige skater skirt swishing around her legs as she moved and her arms rising above her head to complete her dancing routine. I noticed the people around her laughing at her as if she was crazy, though they clearly couldn't see the beauty of her dancing, they clearly didn't understand how much grace and elegance and...balance you needed to perform at such a high level as she was doing.

As she danced she gradually slowed her movements until she was walking on her toes towards her locker further down the corridor from mine, she adjusted her bag on her shoulder and fiddled around with the ear bud in her ear and smiled softly to herself.

She had completely captivated my attention. Just before she passed me a guy across the hallway from me and Joseph grinned evilly and chuckled with his friends, bringing his foot out in front of him and making Ever trip over him. She fell on the floor with a soft uft, gathering up the things that fell out of her bag and calmly placing them back in, she picked herself up, brushing off the non-existent dust on her knees and smiled sweetly at the guy who tripped her up, throwing him off guard as she strolled down the corridor, completely unfazed.

Hmmm, she's...different...to the other girls, I mused silently.

Her crystal blue orbs were focused on the ground, and her eyebrows were drawn close in concentration...and worry.

I hid my shaking hands behind my back and bit my lip, half dreading the moment she saw me and half craving to see her look at me again. I just couldn't win could I?

I sighed. Why couldn't there be at least one girl that didn't cling to me like a lost puppy once we've shared a measly kiss? That's all it was, a kiss, nothing more, nothing less. This was extremely frustrating.

Then suddenly, she lifted her face from the ground and her light blue eyes met my dark ones. Our expressions mirrored one another's, completely void of all emotions, like neither of us had ever seen each other before, like she didn't know it was me she had kissed the other night.

As quickly as she looked at me, she had looked away again, continuing towards her locker like nothing had ever happened, and in some ways, I was grateful.

"Damon? Damon, have you even been listening to me this whole time?!" Joseph demanded.

I looked over at him, his green eyes cold and hard as they narrowed on my face. "Huh?" I answered brilliantly.

Joseph rolled his eyes, shrugging off the fact that I hadn't even listened to him once since I noticed Ever walk into school (though it's not like he knew she was what was keeping me from paying attention). "For God's sake man, get your head out of the gutter!" Joseph teased, chuckling to himself.

I smiled slightly and rolled my eyes. "Sorry." I mumbled, letting my eyes drift one last time towards where Ever was by her locker before shaking my head and walking beside Joseph, heading towards our usual get together place where we met the rest of our gang before school started.

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Ever's POV



This day was really dragging on. I seriously had little interest in school, mainly because I had the attention span of a spoon and could barely concentrate longer than ten minutes because my mind always drifted back towards dancing. Ballet had seriously screwed with my life.

I chewed on the end of my pencil; it was a habit of mine when I was desperately trying hard to concentrate on my work.

I managed to focus on my English for roughly fifteen minutes straight, answering a couple questions before my eyes started to feel heavy. It'd been a long night last night. Lance had worked our asses off yesterday and made us stay until after nine, even though we should have only been there until six. He was taking precautions, making sure everything was perfect for our performance. For me especially, he wanted it to be phenomenal.

After I got home last night I had instantly climbed into bed and opened up my laptop, I'd been up all night researching further on the top ballet school in America that I have been dreaming of going to since I was little.

Only now, I had the slightest chance of being accepted.

Sure, it cost loads to stay there, but this was the first year they were giving out full scholarships, with tuition, housing, and education expenses all covered for. This was my chance to leave this place. To do what I want to do.

The only problem with getting accepted on a scholarship was your standards had to be very high, you had to be Damon level smart. And that was my problem. If I wanted to get into this school, I needed much higher grades than I have now, otherwise all my dreams to be accepted into this school will be flushed down the toilet.

I sighed to myself. I really needed this scholarship but no one in this school would even come near me, never mind tutor me. I'm so screwed.

I might just have to resort to Jeremy tutoring me after all.

"Ever!" I heard someone snap.

I jolted upwards, looking around the classroom alert and awake. I realised I'd fallen asleep and the whole class was watching me, laughing at me. I rolled my eyes and brushed my fingers through my bangs and shrugged away the prying stares, unaffected by their laughing fits.

I looked towards Mr. Boggs (what an unfortunate name) who was red-faced and angry. "I need a word, Ever." He said sharply.

I nodded, patting down my skirt and slowly following Mr. Boggs, outside the classroom door. This was so not good.

I looked at Mr. Boggs expectantly as we stepped outside of his classroom, he shut the door softly and his dull grey eyes bored into mine. He sighed. "Ever, I understand you have a lot of things going on outside of school, like your sister in hospital and all your dancing and the scholarship you are working for," I flinched. Oh, did I forget to mention that Mr. Boggs is the head of our year and always knows what's going on in my life, mainly because my mom liked to keep him informed so he could keep an extra eye on me? Well, he is, great isn't it? "But you need to understand that you have a lot to live up to, to get into a school like Baskerville."

I nodded. "I know, sir, I'm trying." I replied honestly.

His eyes were hard as they watched my face. "Ever, you know you are failing my class, don't you?" he asked.

I nodded softly. "Yes, sir, it's hard to concentrate in your class, in any class for that matter without being distracted." I said.

He nodded. "I might just be able to do something about that," he murmured absentmindedly. "I can get you a tutor, how does that sound?" he mused.

I shrugged in response, as long as they actually helped me learn and achieve my highest grade then I was all for it. "But what about all my other lessons? I'm failing all my lessons, sir, and if I don't get at least an A in five of my subjects, there is no way Baskerville will accept me on full scholarship." I explained.

He sighed. "You will have one tutor, and every week I'll let you and your tutor out of some lessons to catch up on work and concentrate, how does that sound?" he asked.

I nodded. "That's exactly what I need." I agreed, smiling softly, really hoping that it was someone I liked that was my tutor. But I knew it was unlikely, I hated most people in this school.

He smiled and told me to wait where I was while he fetched my tutor, and I fiddled with the hem of my skirt, thinking back to what I had to do when I got home tonight. After yesterday, Lance had granted us the day off today, so at least I could try and fill up on some school things, but I had to visit Chanel today too, so I had to fit that in somewhere, and I was going to have dinner at my dad's house too, so that'll have to go somewhere. Wow, this is a very eventful day.

A few minutes later, Mr. Boggs returned with Damon by his side. Wait. What? Since when was Damon in my English class? Was I in the advanced class? Wait again. Oh for the love of God, please do not tell me Damon Osborne is going to be my freaking tutor?!

Damon had his arms crossed over his chest, his eyebrow raised in question as he looked from Mr. Boggs, to me and back to Mr. Boggs again.

"So Ever, Damon is going to be your tutor-" Mr. Boggs begun but was instantly interrupted by the 'King of West High', as I liked to call him.

"Wait, what? I never remember signing up to tutor some dumb kid." Damon spat at Mr. Boggs.

I snorted and rolled my eyes. "Please, honey, it's no walk in the park for me either." I spat back sarcastically.

I saw the amusement glint in his eyes but it was gone as quickly as it had appeared. "Do I have to?" he whined to Mr. Boggs exasperatedly.

Mr. Boggs merely rolled his eyes. "Yes. Ever needs help getting her highest achievable grades and you are the only one who I see best fit that will help Ever get these grades as soon as possible." He answered shrugging.

I groaned, please just kill me now. Why Damon? Why did he have to be so good at freaking everything?!

Mr. Boggs explained to Damon what he had said to me and then we arranged lessons where Damon would help me in my five main subjects in the library. By then the bell rung, signaling the end of English. Everyone piled out of Mr. Boggs room while Damon and I stood awkwardly talking to Mr. Boggs outside his room.

When Mr. Boggs finally dismissed us, I noticed Damon looked towards me and I held up two fingers to my head and pretended to shoot myself with little sound effects, this was mainly for my entertainment. I walked straight past him, to the classroom, grabbing my bag and walking towards the exit of school, planning to meet Jeremy on our lunch break.

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So I decided to update quicker this time! Considering the reaction from the last chapter I thought you all deserved it!

For this chapter, I had a specific image to show you guys of what Ever's outfit was like, but I lost it and now I can't find it, I've literally spent over an hour trying to find that picture so now we're going to have to do without that one:( so instead I got a picture of Ever's little sister, Chanel, to the side :) --->

Anyway, I hope you had/are having a good day, if you liked this chapter please vote and please do comment, I love to hear your opinions!:D  Oooh, and before I forget, if you like this story, please go check out my other story "Forgotten Memories"! It's non-teen fiction / romance and I want to know what people think, thanks guys!:)

Umm, yeah I think that's it haha:L Umm, until the next update...