"Where have you been?! I told you to wait inside for me and then you're on stage! Where did you go afterwards," Kendrick loudly whispered. I didn't speak and started to walk past him. Kendrick grabbed my arm, making me face him again. "I said where were you," he asked angrier. " Sorry she was about to go to lunch with me," a voice said. My brother turned to see Nick. Nick caught up to me, finally, but at the wrong moment." Who are you," Kendrick asked. Nick gave a small smile. " I'm Nick Fleetwood. What's up," he introduced sweetly. I starred at the two of them in a panicked feeling. Kendrick let go of my wrist and gritted his teeth. At this point he was completely facing Nick. His fists were balled up at his sides. "Stay away from my sister!" Kendrick spun back toward me. " Are we going back to the hotel now?" I became fearful of my brother's rage. " I'd rather go inside and take photos." Kendrick walked ahead of me. Thanks glanced over to mouth a 'sorry' at a disappointed Nick.
Three o'clock came quicker than predicted. I wore a hoodie, blue basketball shorts and my white shoes. I glared around at all the other dancers. They wore the same thing but their hoodies were red. Claire walked around checking them all. She came to me with a hault. " Okay you crybaby listen to me. The other dancers will follow your every move. This white hoodie you're wearing separates you from the others. I expect you to lead this dance without fucking up. It's a simple dance to a few throwback songs. Got it?" I nodded as Claire stormed away.
Soon enough we lined up to head on to the floor. I was the very middle of the line, making me center of attention. The line moved and we marched to the middle of the floor. Fans and others moved aside. The beat dropped making the dancers around me fall on their backs. I stood with my face up at the ceiling. The music continued to play as I dancers while the others moved on the floor. I spun to face the opposite direction. Derek noticed me and smiled. I smiled in return feeling more confident. The last few beats dropped and the dance ended. Fans swarmed us, pulling us toward them. Hands landed all over my clothes, people were screaming, and everything was moving. The ceiling began to spin and things became blurry. I saw Nick and Kendrick dashing toward me.
"Come on," they said in unison. The two shot each other a glare.
I felt myself lean toward Nick. Nick wrapped his arms around my waist, taking me out of the crowd. In the spur of my feelings the outside air hit me. Nick kneeled with my head in his lap. His hand gently slid my hood off. I saw his eyes in my scared state. "Are you okay?" I nodded leading Nick to give me a small, relieved smile. "Nisha get up!" Kendrick 's hands tanked me up making me fall back suddenly.
"Quit yanking her dude! She need to rest right now," Nick snapped at my brother.
"How about you stay away from my little sister asshole?! Don't tell her what to do or me for that matter," Kendrick gritted through his teeth. Nick stepped toward Kendrick without any fear of my brother's size. "Move little guy. Get the fuck out of my face. Don't push me Nick." Nick's eyes squinted. I gently pulled my arm away and near Nick. "Stop it." He glanced at my brother then turned to me."I'll see you later Nisha."
"No you won't," Kendrick screamed at Nick who was walking away.
"Kendrick stop it! Nick is-," I began.
"You'll never see him again! I hate him! Go put your clothes back on. Micheal or Chris will take you to that meeting. I'm not even in the mood for you to even be near me."
The last sentence made me cry. He rolled his eyes and shoved me at the door. I walked away as Kendrick headed for the hotel. I wiped away my tears as I went into the empty dressing room. No one was around but Claire. She was in the corner softly speaking on the phone. I slipped my clothes off and put my normal ones back on. I crept over to Claire, hearing her phone call. "No sir. I have her under control. She's just not used to social settings. Nisha will be fine all she needs is a little push," Claire whispered weakly. I couldn't believe she was talking about me. Was I causing too much trouble? I didn't want to ruin her job. I walked away from Claire and outside. The air was warm as it blew past my face. "He has problems and you know that. Why do stuff to get him started," Michael's voice said beside me. I ignored his comment about Kendrick. "Let's just go get this meeting over it."
