Did you ever think of me?

You Found Me - The Fray

"The winners of the Nashville Academy Dance Off are.... Parker and Vivian!" Mitchel's jaw clenched but a fake smile stayed on his face. Any one else would have just thought that it was a genuine smile, but I knew better.

We stood up and people slapped our backs and cheered as we went up to the stage. A huge smile was across my face, but it faltered when I stood next to Mitchel as Parker took the big gold trophy from the dean.

"Congratulations. We had many amazing performances today, and I wish we could have more than one entry. But alas, Parker and Vivian will move on to represent our academy at the Golden Dance Competition that is coming up in a couple of weeks. So without further ado, I present our winners and representatives Parker and Vivian!" The crowd cheered and I saw all my friends stand up and cheer loudly.

"WOO LETS GO VIVIAN!!!! THATS MY GIRL!!!!" I blushed as Ivy screamed out and people laughed throughout the auditorium. I shook the deans hand and then moved to face Mitchel. He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes.

"Congrats Vivi." He said sadly. He shook my hand, and my eyes widened as I felt him push a slip of paper into my hand. I slyly took it from him and nodded my head.

He turned away and walked off of the stage. I stared after him until Parker pulled me to him. He lifted me and spun me in a circle. I laughed and hugged him tightly. But my eyes were glued to Mitchel as he turned to look at me before leaving the auditorium.

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'meet me in the private auditorium tonight at 11. and wear your dance clothes' I had probably stared and read the note about seven hundred times. What did he want? I thought we had said all we needed to say. And dance clothes? Did he want me to preform or something?

He confused the hell out of me. I just didn't know what to do. Do i go? What am I supposed to do?

"GAH" I feel back onto my bed with a huge groan. I looked at the clock. It was 10:30.

Suddenly, as thought something was pulling me, I went to my closet and changed into some shorts and a tank top. I kept my feet bare and crept out of my room.

"Why are you doing this to yourself Vivian?" I asked myself as I walked down to the auditorium. When I reached to door I hesitated. Do I knock? Do I just go in?

Hell, I'm leaving. This is stupid. I turned to go when the door suddenly opened.

Mitchel stood there, a pained look on his face. I stared at him, searching his face. I tried not to turn and run far away.

"Hey." He whispered softly. "You came."

"Yea." I said back just as soft. He stepped back and gestured for me to go in. I brushed past him and his amazing scent drifted to my nose. I walked to the stage and sat down on the edge of it. Mitchel came and sat next to me. I looked out at the empty seats and waited for him to speak.

The air around us wasn't tense, just a little stressed.

"I-" We both started together. We looked up at each other before bursting out laughing. It wasn't that funny but for some reason I couldn't stop. Finally we calmed down enough and I looked over at Mitchy. His hair was once more in his face and I could tell mine was too. Slowly, he lifted his hand and pushed my dark brown hair away.

"I'm sorry Vivi. I didn't mean what I said. I was just shocked that you felt that way when I left."

"Why did you stop contacting me? Everyone else still heard from you, but I got nothing." I looked at him, and he lowered his head. He opened his mouth a couple of times until he suddenly stood up.