United

Chapter 6: Alex

Alex:

Choreographing this dance has started to become fun. Aside from the part that soon we actually have to work with Blake whatever his last name is.

We stand around and talk until Macy comes back. But she doesn't, and it's been almost ten minutes. All the dancers have left on their lunch break by now.

"Where's Macy," Nessa asks.

Lucy points to the door. "She went out there to find some snack room. You know Macy and food."

We all laugh and decide to just turn on some music and chill. And by chill we mean freestyle dancing.

As I complete a turn, the door bangs open and someone walks in. I would have a made a complete turn, and it is really hard in these shoes, but that's all over when I fall as I see who it is.

He comes over to help me up. "Lately, every time we see each other, you end up on the ground, and I end up helping you up."

I chuckle as I stand. "What are you doing here?"

He shifts from one foot to the other. We've been dating for three years, I can tell that he's nervous. "I was coming in to dance. I have a bit of free time."

I narrow my eyes. "Why are you coming to dance here?"

He looks confused. "Where else would I go? This is the only dance room on this floor."

I roll my eyes. "Tyrece, stop messing around. When I say here I mean this building. Why are you at the dance company? Are you stalking us or something?"

He shakes his head. "That's weird. No, I'm not stalking you. I work here. Intern."

I whip my head around to stare at the girls. Mason works here too! At least that's what Lucy and Janessa said about what company he represented.

They all look just as shocked as I do. "What?"

He repeats himself. "I work here. I helped Blake Edlestons create the music for his new song, Want Me."

I blink. So that's Blake's last name. What kind of song title is Want Me? That sounds so desperate, plus it sounds like he's copying Jason Derulo.

"You intern here?"

He nods again, seemingly not understanding why I don't get it. "Yeah. Now why are you here?"

"We're doing the music video for Want Me," I explain.

Lucy steps forward. "The song you helped him produce," she reiterates. She's still shocked.

Tyrece steps back. "No one told me it was you who was doing the video. I'll have to ask Xavier..." He breaks off, suddenly aware that he probably shouldn't have said that.

"Ask Xavier what," Lucy raises her eyebrows.

Tyrece pulls out his phone. "Oh, look at the time. I've got to get back."

He starts towards the door, but I grab his shirt sleeve. "No, stay. Explain yourself."

He turns to us. "I'm sorry. I promised I wouldn't. But who you really need to ask are Mason and Xavier."