"I'm sorry, could you repeat that?"
The cashier frowned at Jericho and held up the worthless piece of plastic that used to be his credit card. "Your card is declined, Mr. Gallagher. If you can't pay for these items, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
Sighing, Jericho stuffed his empty wallet into his pocket and headed towards the door. "Have a nice day," he called sarcastically over his shoulder, the little bells on the door jingling as he left.
Jericho ducked around the corner of the food mart and stared into the empty alley that stretched out ahead of him. "FUCK!" He swung towards the wall next to him but stopped himself before his fist could connect with the solid stone. "Nope, bad idea, bad idea."
Running his hands through his hair, ripping through the curls that just loved to tangle, Jericho lifted his hoodie over his head and continued walking.
He didn't look up from the grimy sidewalk until he heard music. Something complicated and classical. He had stopped in front of a cramped danced studio shoved in between a doctor's office and a law firm. The door was open, spilling sound and cold air out onto the street. Only two people were inside, twirling around each other faster than his eyes could keep up. He was about to keep going when a neon pink flyer taped to the glass caught his attention.
HEY, TWINKLE-TOES! IF YOU'RE AN AMATEUR OR AN EXPERT, DON'T MISS OUT ON YOUR OPPORTUNITY TO WIN $50,000! THIS DECEMBER, DANCERS FROM ALL OVER THE COUNTRY WILL HAVE A CHANCE TO SHOW OFF THEIR TALENT AT THE NATIONAL ULTIMATE DANCE BATTLE IN NEW YORK CITY! SO WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? GET DANCING!!!
The words "Details Inside" were scribbled across the bottom of the page in thick black marker. "I need that," Jericho whispered to himself. "But I don't know how to dance."
Jericho made it about two more steps down the sidewalk before he said a mental "fuck it" and turned back to the studio. Bracing himself for whatever happened next, Jericho walked inside.
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Dancing Through Bullets
ActionAll pasts are hard to hide from though it's harder to do so when they're chasing after you. Jericho is running from his past. AJ is a dancer who will get sucked into that past when they unexpectedly meet. When Jericho first steps foot in the studi...
