You're my mate... I will never let anything happen to you

Chapter 5

December 12

(12:00 p.m) 

William rolled off of me then grabbed my waist and held me close. 

I am completely out of breath and I have high doubts that I will be able to keep awake for the next few hours. 

William and I got back to our clan's mansion in the woods after at 11:00 after an awkward talk about my old murders and all that shit that doesn't even matter anymore. 

"Natalie! William!" Kirk yelled from outside of our bedroom. 

William immediately covered my nude body with the gray sheets of the now, very warm bed. 

Kirk entered the room in a storm of anger. Kirk looked at us both and then whispered. "God!" 

"Both of you should be eating lunch with us! Not mating!" Kirk whined. 

"Sorry, we already ate." William said as he slipped on his shorts. 

"Well, good! Now I want both of you downstairs for... aren't you both supposed to be in school?" 

"We were, some bitch threw her clothing off and we decided to leave before it got 'hot' in the gym." I replied. 

"I want both of you out of school from now on, with our numbers we could use all the help we can get." Kirk said. 

Dropping out of school, my mother would be very disappointed in me. I understand Kirk's longing for us to drop out, we shouldn't have gone back to school in the first place. We have too much on our hands to truly deal with school. 

"Now, both of you get dressed and William, you can go on triple patrols with all of us since you are here. Natalie, practice for you're filming." Kirk ordered. 

Kirk left the room in a hast, shutting the door behind him. I threw the covers off my body. I grabbed my panties from the floor and slipped them on. 

I grabbed my breasts and grabbed a bra from my underwear/night clothing drawer. I have to wear a specialized bra when I dance for the television show. My costume, almost in each episode is the same. A fancy white pancake tutu with beautiful silver embroidering. The top of the dress, is strapless, but optional straps are there just in case we do another long run through.

The television creators wanted the Ballerina to look like Odette from Swan Lake, either that or that poor swan from The Dying Swan ballet. 

I am not going to wear this costume for rehearsals or this episode since it is Christmas, and I have to be a pink stereotypical ballet dancer. 

I pulled on a pair of pink tights over my legs and abdomen.

"Are you going to get Sean after you are finished getting dressed?" William asked hesitantly. 

He walked over to me and put his hands on my shoulders. 

"I was planning on it, if you don't want me to I won't." I said. 

"I want you too be careful."  William said turning my around to look me in the eye. 

"I will be careful, I'm the one who should be worried." I stated quickly. 

He smirked. "I'll be careful, and you don't split your toe-nails." 

"I can't stop that!" I laughed. 

A short kiss later and I was alone in a large room, half dressed. I pulled on my white leotard, black wrap skirt, and a simple cardigan jacket. 

I sat on the floor, I slipped on a pair of soft flats. I will practice when I get back, I also have to run through my lines for tonight's filming. The episode is going to take a longer time to film, since Tchaikovsky's ballets (and opera's!) are incredibly long and painful.