Dance Life

Chapter 4

It has been a week and a half since Mom announced their divorce to me. I was still really sad about everything. About the divorce and Liam going to war. I was feeling better from when I first heard this news, though. I was working extra hard in dance and I was exhausted every single day. I still didn't get my overplays down yet. I decided that today would be the day. In stretch class when we were in overspills I asked the teacher, Ms. Marckia, to push me down. "Are you sure?" Ms. Markia asked. "Yes," I said. "You want me to pull your muscle?" Ms. Marckia asked. "Yes!" I said. "Sit on me!" I said. Ms. Marcia sat on me. I touched the ground. I screamed. Ms. Marckia jumped off. I fell to the ground. I clutched my thigh. Tears streamed down my face. I squeezed my eyes closed. My face crinkled in pain. I was deep in my own pain but I still felt Ms. Marckia pick me up and go to the dorms. She asked what dorm I lived in and I answered. She took me to the dorm. "Just rest," Ms. Marcia said. She helped me climb the ladder with me only using one leg because I couldn't use the other. Then I laid on the bed. "I'll be back with ice," Ms. Marckia said. "Thank you," I said. I couldn't stop the tears from flowing down my cheeks. It just hurt so bad! Ms. Marckia was back with ice within a few minutes. She gave it to me and I put the ice on my leg. I really needed to pee after a little while but I couldn't because I couldn't get off the bed and walk to the bathroom. After a while Delilah came in. She saw me. "Why the world do you always end up here before school ends? I was the first one to get into the dorms after school ended because I needed to pee real bad and I came here first to make sure my phone was charged. I don't know I'm doing that first," Delilah said crossing her legs. "OMG! I need to go pee real bad too!" I said. "The reason I'm here so early is because I pulled a muscle in stretch class. It hurts so bad!" I said. "Aww! Poor you! I'm so sorry!" Delilah said sincerely. She helped me off my bed and helped me hop to the bathroom. She opened a stall door for me. "Thank you so much," I said. It wasn't to hard for me to take off my pants but it hurt really bad. When both me and Delilah did our business we washed our hands. Delilah helped me back to the dorms and onto my bed. "Poor girl. You are really getting broken," Delilah said sadly. "Yeah," I said sadly. When Millie came in I explained to her and same for Daphne. The next day I woke up with the same horrible pain from yesterday. I groan. Last night I was also not able to go to the amazing plant thing outside that I fell asleep in. Usually every night I would go out there and just stay there for a little while until I got really tired. Then I would go back in to my dorm room. Last night I couldn't do that because of my pulled muscle. That made me really sad. "Are you going to school today?" Delilah asked sitting up in bed. I sighed. "I-I don't think so," I said. "Hey! The nurses office which I figured out is on the highest floor of the dorm rooms-Yet is in the staff dorm area-had crutches! I'll go get them!" Delilah said. "Aw! Thanks so much!" i said. "No problem!" Delilah said. Delilah quickly climbed down the ladder and threw off her PJs and threw on clothes. A few minutes later she came back with crutches. I had never used crutches before. Never ever. Luckily after a few times of circling around the room I got used to them. When Daphne and Millie woke up they were cheering for me as I raced around the room on crutches. Soon we were all laughing and having fun. I wasn't able to do stretch class. Not even the back stretching because I couldn't put pressure on my leg. I felt like I could do some of the back stretching but Ms. Marckia said no. There were actually no dancing classes that I could do that day. At least I could do the academics. I missed a whole 5 days of dancing. After those 5 days of not dancing my pulled muscle had finally heeled. I was so sore and I could barely do the splits. In ballet class the teacher announced that we would not only be doing ballet in ballet class but also ballroom. And that we would be partnered up with boys. My heart bounced. Chase was in this class! I could be partnered up with him! I really hope I would be partnered up with Chase! And guess what? I was! chase came over to me and stood next to me. We faced each other. We were both blushing like crazy! I looked at the other people in the class. A ton of girls were looking jealously over at me. I guess I wasn't the only one who liked Chase. "Ok everyone! Grab your partners hands and make your chests about an inch apart," said the teacher, Ms. Kaysene. Everyone either looked embarrassed, a mix of embarrassed and happy, or disgusted. I was a mix of embarrassed and happy. And it seemed like Chase was also a mix of embarrassed and happy. We did as so. Chase's hands were warm and smooth. When we stepped closer I could feel his warm breath on my face. Chase was about 5 inches taller than me. Ms. Kaysene taught everyone steps. At the end of class Ms. Kaysene told us all to say thank you to our partners. "Thank you," both Chase and I said in unison. After school I went to the studio to stretch. I really wanted to be really flexible! I got there and started stretching. I sat in my splits. Yes! I sat! I touched the ground! I'm so glad that I didn't loose my splits. After about 5 minutes of sitting in splits I decided to try overspills. I put my foot on the block and stretched my other leg out the other way. I eased myself in until I couldn't go anymore. I was so close! I sat there trying to get to the ground. After about 30 minutes of sitting there I finally touched! I sat there for 20 minutes. Then I got up and went to my dorm room. It was 7:10 PM. I had time to go for a walk. I put on my sneakers and went out of my dorm. Out on the street was pretty quiet but not that quiet. I was walking along minding my own business when all of a sudden this man who looked to be about 20 years old pushed me into a store wall. Then he put his arms on either side of me, trapping me. I didn't know what was happened. He gave me a mischievous grin. "Um. What are you doing?" I asked panicked. He shoved me to the side causing me to fall on the sidewalk. "Ow!" I scream. People were staring in fear. He went over to me. He punched my face. My vision blurred. I rubbed my eyes. I can not go unconscious! My vision cleared up. Thank goodness. But I was still in danger. The guy kicked me in the stomach. "Oomph!" I gasped. Then this guy who looked to be about 30 shoved the guy away from me. The 20 year old stumbled to the side. The 30 year old protected me from him. "What the hell are you doing!?" The 30 year old yelled. The 20 year old smirked. "She's cute. Who knew what I could do with her if she was unconscious," The 20 year old said. I heard a woman's voice. I turned my head. There was a woman talking to a police. The 30 year old grabbed the 20 year old. Another guy who looked to be 40 years old helped the 30 year old keep the 20 year old stuck in their grasp. The woman who had called the police came over to me. She helped me to my feet. "You ok, hun?" she asked. I was in shock. Complete shock. What the hell just happened? "I honestly don't know," I replied. Then I heard sirens. They stopped on the curb. Everyone was staring. I looked at the dance school. It was easy to see that each dorm had faces in the window staring at the scene because it was dark outside and light inside. The police ran up and one body guarded me. The two other ones ran to the 20 year old guy. Then they handcuffed the 20 year old guy and threw them into their police car. The police guarding me turned to me and asked,"Where do you live?" I pointed to the dance school. "Ah. Boarding school. I shall bring you there," the police said. He brought me to the office of the school which was actually a separate building from the rest of the school. The woman at the desk gasped when the police came in. "My dear! What happened?" The woman said. The police explained everything. "My gosh!" the woman said. "Lets get you to your dorm, sweetie," the woman said. "Thank you," I said to the police. He smiled. "My pleasure," the police said. The police left and the woman took me to my dorm. Everyone in my dorm was so surprised. "OMG! Ila you missed it! A police car came and police came out of it and handcuffed a guy and threw him into the police car! We didn't really see everything very well since it was dark and we are high up but we thought we made out a child like the age of me and a woman helping her with a police guarding the child! And then we thought we made out two guys holding another guy and two police going over there and handcuffing the guy who being held! Then the two police threw him into their car!" Delilah said. "Wow. You guys got everything right! Do you guys know who the child was?" I asked. "No," Delilah, Daphne, and Millie said in unison. "It was me," I said.

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Author's Note: If you are reading all the way to here I love you so much! You are amazing! Thanks so much for reading my story! It means so much to me! <3 :)