DANCING WITH A DANCER'S HEART (2) (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter Nineteen: Trusting You

(Lyrics are my own, no stealing or using unless permission has been given to you. (No one wants these anyway))

CHELSEA'S POV

I didn't want to go to the studio, but I knew that I had to as captain of A-Troupe. My phone kept blowing up as I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my heart broke again and again as I went back to that night. I eventually got ready for practice and walked to the studio. My phone wouldn't stop, so I finally checked it.

'Chels, check Instagram!'. I frowned as I scroll through my notifications on my lock screen.

*Harrison_B mentioned you on a video he posted*. I unlock my phone as I walked towards Studio A. '

I knew you were too good to be true.' Anger fuelled my veins. Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat, you name it, the video was everywhere and it had gone viral. I shakily call Jenny.

"Chels, I'm so sor-" I interrupt.

"I just saw the video. I can't deal with this anymore! Being dance captain is one of the worst decisions I've ever made. I finally trust a boy and he breaks my heart. I'm done, tell everyone that I'm not dancing as captain anymore and if any of the A-Troupe boys try to humiliate me again, I'm done dancing on A-Troupe too." I hang up the phone, tears blurring my vision as I ran to Lost and Found. I grabbed Dad's spare key, knowing no one would be there before walking to a piano. All of these feelings and emotions just turn into lyrics as I press my fingers on the keys, allowing them to dance on their own.

"I thought that trusting you was the best thing I could do." I sang, trying to make sure I didn't start crying yet again as I sat soulfully at the large instrument. "Becoming your friend, only lead to sadness in the end. Hiding is all I can do now, so I can become strong again." I felt myself almost choking on my tears as I closed my eyes, leading the melody. "Seeing you dancing and smile, made my heart go wild. I tried reminding myself, that it would end badly like I first thought." I press the keys more softly as my voice becomes lighter. "Now I'm lost and broken. Now the lesson that I've been taught," I found it almost impossible to not cry. "is I can't trust a boy, 'cause I'm bound to be broken again." I let myself cry, knocking the piano keys.

JENNY'S POV

"How could you know and not tell me?! This is Chelsea we're talking about! She's the sister I never had." I yell at my boyfriend. I hadn't gotten any response from Chelsea and the video had gone viral. Bryce hadn't been bothered to show his face either and I was ready to punch him. My phone starts vibrating and I sigh in relief, Chelsea was finally calling. "I'll be back." I glare at Zach before he can speak again, before picking up the phone. "Chels, I'm so sor-" Chelsea outbursts, interrupting me.

"I just saw the video. I can't deal with this anymore! Being dance captain is one of the worst decisions I've ever made. I finally trust a boy and he breaks my heart. I'm done." I felt my heart sink. "Tell everyone that I'm not dancing as captain anymore and if any of the A-Troupe boys try to humiliate me again, I'm done dancing on A-Troupe too." Chelsea hangs up immediately and I'm left in shock. My head thumps with anger as I scream.

"Harrison and every other A-Trouper! Get your ass here now!" Zach, noticing how angry I am, rushes off to find the boys as the girls quickly gather. "I've got bad news."

BRYCE'S POV

I wake up to my phone going crazy.

'Bryce, where are you, man? Jenny's having a fit. Get to the Studio ASAP.' Zach had texted me.

*Harrison_B mentioned you on a video he posted* I click on the Instagram notification.

'I knew you were too good to be true.' My heart broke when I saw her expression.

'What are-' 

'God, you thought I wouldn't find out about the bet?' I wanted to stop watching, but my eyes were glued to the screen. Why am I such an idiot? The one girl I actually like...

'Chelsea. I-'

'No!' I heard Harrison snickering and I wanted to punch his lights out, but I was the one in the wrong, it wouldn't make anything better. He is my friend after all. My heart throbbed when I watched Chelsea. 'I get it, I'm the pathetic, know-it-all dance captain. Does not mean I deserve to be treated like shit.' This is what I wanted, but I don't want it anymore.

'I'm just another girl you can cross off your list. You win, Bryce. I wouldn't be surprised if this is on video right now.' The irony is ridiculous. I kissed her and man, did I want to kiss her again and again. Chelsea punches me. I rush to check in the mirror. I wince. The bruise pretty much covered my whole face and I knew I'd have to use concealer for Internationals. That's if we're still going. I quickly got dressed and headed to the Studio without a second thought. Every dancer in the studio wouldn't stop glaring at me. My heart was thumping a million miles an hour and my stomach felt sick. I rushed into Studio A, where everyone was arguing.

"You!" Abi ran up to me, her hair flying behind her as her eyes shone with anger. Brandon tried to stop her by hugging her from behind, but that failed. "How could you be so low?! And don't you dare say it was Harrison's idea! I know because I just slapped the living hell out of him, but you! All that change was that act so you could break her heart? Not only have you upset our friend, but she quit as dance captain and she is the best that we've ever had. You were lucky to have Chelsea fall for you. She's smart, she's beautiful, she's-" I yell at the top of my lungs.

"You want to know why I changed?! Because of Chelsea. I thought nothing would happen, but now I actually care! I wanted to back out, but I was a coward. The way she dances, the way she cares for people, how passionate she is, the way her big beautiful eyes shine and her smile. I'm in love with Chelsea Grace Tordjman and no matter how hard I try, I can't stop loving her because I want to be able to dance my way through life with Chelsea. I'll never feel this way again, so I will do anything to win her back." The room is silent as I heard someone walk in.

"As stupid as you are for agreeing to the bet, I can save your butt from Riley, James and Piper." We all turnaround.

"Emily?"