[ Chapter 3 ]

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[ Narrator ]

As she awoke, her hair slightly a mess, the November sun peering through her tan curtains, Aaliyah groaned. She rolled out of bed and went into the bathroom and started her morning. After her morning routine in the bathroom she got dressed in a laced pink bra and panty set, she slid on a tank and a jacket with some tights and her black and white Nikes. She grabbed her phone and car keys and walked downstairs where Lauren sat texting on her phone.

"Goodmorning sleepy head." Lauren greeted her cousin. Aaliyah slightly smiled and threw the car keys at Lauren. Lauren shook her head and walked out of the door, Aaliyah hot on her tail.

The girls made it to their destination, getting out of the car and unlocking the doors of the dance studio they opened up. Dance was Aaliyah's escape through everything, she loved dance as a little girl it was in her blood to dance, her mama was a dancer, her grandma was a dancer and her great grandma was a dancer.

Aaliyah smiled as she walked into the building, she entered the lobby and sat in one of the chairs.

"Where's Kaymen? She's supposed to be working the desk today.." Lauren said. Aaliyah snapped her neck over to Lauren but as she was about to speak their workers made their way in. She greeted them all, most of them being close friends of hers. She walked over to the elevator and pressed up. As her and Lauren stepped in she pressed the 10th floor of the building which was where her studio was located, through the weekdays she taught adults, but sometimes on the weekends she would invite kids and teach them different things.

"Okay, so today I was thinking we'd do some slow grinding." Lauren suggested as she pulled out a CD and Aaliyah sat and listened as the song 'Dance For You' by beyonce played. Aaliyah sat there coming up with moves in her head, Lauren smiled as she saw the gears moving around in her cousins head.

"Alright how about this?" Aaliyah stood up demonstrating some moves with the song, Lauren liked it and they spent fifteen minutes creating moves, the women for their class walked in. They started stretching and Aaliyah and Lauren began to teach them.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Miami, Jayceon got out of bed with a smile on his face. He got to spend time with the girl he loved yesterday without being cussed out or having an argument.

He walked to his bathroom doing his morning duties before dressing in a red adida sweat suit and grabbing his phone and keys and heading to his early morning workout.

When he reached the gym of the 'Miami Heat' he got out of the car, popping his trunk and getting his gym bag. He locked the doors of his vehicle before walking into the gym.

"ROOKIE!" his teammate Lebron James said with a smile. He dapped him up before heading to the locker room to change out. When he was finished he went out onto the court and started warming up. He was going to prove to his teammates that he's not just a rookie, there's more to his name than that. Just like dance was Aaliyah's passion, basketball was Jayceon's. He loved the sport. If he could he would probably marry his basketball.

"So you a hooper?" Lebron joked. Jayceon shook his head at him with a smile and continued warming up. The rest of the team then stepped out onto the court and they had a long hard practice.

"You got skills kid." Wade said. Jayceon smiled as he shook hands with him. He walked into the locker room and washed up and got dressed. He decided he wanted to go see Aaliyah. Ge grabbed his things before walking out of the locker room and out of the gym.

When Jayceon made it to the front of Aaliyah's studio, he smiled.

'She doing big things.' he thought to himself as he entered the building. He stared at the well devoted lobby. He knew Aaliyah had a lot to do with the decorations as he admired the light blue walls, the images of dancers painted along with walls, small chairs sat in the lobby, fitness magazines on the coffee table in the lobby. He walked over to the light skinned girl that worked at the front of the lobby.

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