Septiplier stories {COMPLETED}

Dancer Jack

Jacks POV

I've always been a dancer, ever since I was 4 years old I've been going to dance classes, it started off as street dance, but by the time I was 7 I wanted to try tap, then I was 10 and I went to contemporary, and when I was 13 I did a little bit of ballet but when I reached 15 I just taught myself any type of dance I wanted.

Sometimes I mixed street dance with tap or ballet, or sometimes I even mixed them all together. I never actually did any competitions or performances despite the amount of times my teachers would tell me to.

I live in Cincinnati but I'm from Ireland, we moved when I was 13 and now I'm in high school, I don't have many friends but that's kind of the way I like it. I don't get bullied by the people with friends and I know I have at least 2 friends that I can talk to.

My closest friend is Felix but I also talk to Signe a lot. I've never been in a romantic relationship with anyone before, but that's because I've never seen or known anyone who I've wanted to be with.

Also the fact that I'm gay might be a reason why. But oh well, I'm sure someday the right guy will come along.

I was doing my dance practice after school, like I do everyday, and everyone else in our dance club kinda hates me, but they don't hate me because I'm a bad person, they've all said to me before that they're so jealous of how I dance.

I don't mean to make them jealous, sometimes I even dance bad on purpose to make them feel better, but they still say I'm amazing. I've never been good at taking compliments so I really don't think I'm that great.

"Hey Jack! That was beautiful, it was like you were in your own world... I still don't understand how you're so good!?" Signe called to me as she ran down the steps and into the middle of the school hall where I was just dancing.

"I was in my own world, I can't even remember what I did now..." I mumbled and she just gaped at me, "how do you dance so freely and it just flows into your brain like that when you're not even thinking about what you were doing!?" She looked at me as though she was studying my body and I felt uncomfortable.

"I dunno I'm not even that good I don't understand why everyone thinks so." I said with a giggle and she rolled her eyes, "you seemed to have gained a little audience while you were dancing as well..." she whispered and secretively gestured to the door leading out to the football field (American football not like soccer).

I looked past her to momentarily see one of the jocks walking away from the door, he had 01 Mark Fischbach written on the back of his jersey and I tilted my head and frowned in confusion.

"I don't think I've ever seen him before, why would one of the football team be watching me dance?" I asked kind of rhetorically to Signe and she shrugged her shoulders, "beats me, but he's not just part of the football team, he's the team captain and their star quarterback!" She explained excitedly and I raised an eyebrow.

"So what you're saying is, somehow I don't know who our schools best football player is, who is probably the most popular guy in school, and that he was watching me dance!?" I asked her still a little dumbfounded, "yup! I say you should go talk to him, he's pretty hot Y'know." She winked at me before waving, saying goodbye and walking off.

I thought about going out there for a minute but eventually decided against it before packing up my things and getting ready to go home.

~ time skiiippp - the next dance class ~

After we had all practiced our group contemporary dance most of the club members went to go sit down, but I was in the middle of trying to teach myself a new street dance, so I stayed in the centre of the hall before playing my song and going through the dance I had created so far.