/Cas POV/
"Great Job guys, see you on Monday next week." The teacher Mrs. Tolman said as we all pack up our bags.
It was a nice and warm Friday afternoon and me, John, and Sam were still at Ballet. We were running a few steps which turned into a routine fairly quickly which ended up with all of us staying later then usual.
"Hey Cas?" John said putting his ballet shoes away and putting on his normal ones. "Yes John" I answer with a slight smile tying my shoes. "Do you want to come over to my house tonight? We were all gonna meet there and go through the steps a little bit." "Yeah, sure why not" I say shrugging now with a full blown smile.
We all walk out and down the street towards our houses. We don't live very far from each other, our houses only a few away from the others. As soon as we get to my house I wave goodbye and run inside.
"Dad? I'm home!" I shout trying to get some attention. No answer, I just shrug and run up to my room. As soon as I walk in I look around. Same old stuff, blank walls, a queen sized bed, a desk with a mirror with a few pictures of male dancers taped to them, nothing special.
I throw my stuff on my bed and run my hands through my hair. Why? Why did dad always have to go out and get drunk why cant he be home sitting on the couch watching football and eating steak. Yeah sure it all started when mom died when I was born but it just go worse according to Michael. He would go out and not come back for hours, when he finally did come back he would be so drunk he couldn't do anything.
There is one thing I know how to do that will relive me of any stress. So I grave my ballet shoes and walk out of my room get in my car and drive, drive till I cant see my house, drive till I see an old torn down church in the middle of no where. I pull up grave my shoes, my phone, and my portable speaker I always have in my car.
As soon as I get in side I hook up my speaker to my phone, put on my shoes, and push play. At first I didn't know what song it was but as soon as it came on I got into position. Not really knowing which it was. As soon as I get into position my heart takes over and my body moves. I start to dance ( video above is the dance )
I couldn't feel, couldn't think, just at peace and my body moved on its own. The song stopped and so did I breathing hard I sat up and grabbed my things and walked out unaware of the eyes watching I left.
The rest of the night I was at johns rehearsing the steps of our dance. We had a very fun night and after I slept over.
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