I Pinkie Promise ✔️

Chapter 26

Aminta's POV

Why? Why did he lie to me? I sat in his room, on his bed, staring at his wall sulking. I hugged his pillow as I tried to keep the pain inside. I wanted to kill him. But it's not his fault. Quianna. It's all her fault. I played the blame game in my head as I hugged my knees closer to my chest. I heard the front door open and keys jingling.

"I'm home!" I hear May call. I dash down the stairs and practically tackle her in a hug, forcing my tears to stay in.

"How are you?" I asked her. She sighed.

"I'm fine." She shrugged her shoulders and wrapped her arms around me tighter. An uncomfortable silence filled the room as she knew the question I was going to ask.

"How's Glitch?" She stayed quiet. I let go of her and stepped back. "Is he okay?" She still hasn't answered me. Panic began to rise and throb in my head."May. " I say sternly, trying to hide my shaken-ness.

"He's still at the hospital. His father is with him now. I just came home to get a little rest."

"That's not what I asked." She looked away from me.

"He's fine." her voice sounded bitter.

"That's a lie May. How is he doing?"

"I already told you. He's fine." I could see her knuckles becoming white as she clenched the keys in her hands.

"You never would lie to me like this May. Tell me the truth please. I can't trust anyone else anymore." She turned around to look at me. Her emerald green eyes were all glossy as a tear streamed down her cheek. Her bottom lip quivered. She shrugged her shoulders.

"He's temporarily paralyzed." Her voice began to break. "He won't be able to dance with you Aminta and I'm so sorry." She broke the eye contact and looked to the floor in shame. A wave of guilt washed over me. This isn't her fault, yet she takes the blame. She has always been my second mother to me. I never ever want to make her feel this way. I walk towards her and wrap my arms around her tightly.

"It's okay. It's okay if I don't dance this one time." I looked at her. Her eyes are red from holding in her tears. "We'll just have to wait till next year. No big deal. When we're juniors in high school and college level for dance. I think We could go places. Especially if we save the world one dance and give them better for next year okay?" I gave her a reassuring nod. She wiped her wet cheeks.

"I just know how much that means to you." She says as she steadies her breathing. I give her a sad smile.

"That's just how it's going to be."

"Awe." She pulled me close and began stroking my hair. Her chest was comfortable to my aching head. "You're such a strong girl. You know that?" I nodded my head.

"Yeah. Well, I gotta be that way. Because if the past repeats itself. I'll be ready." I could feel her breathing pattern from my head. Up and down. Up and down. She's trying to stay calm, I know it. But she wants to cry. We all want to cry. But we have no choice but to stay strong (and shinobi don't cry - Issy C.). She kissed my head.

"I love you minty. We all do."

"I know May. I know." She let go and sighed.

"You want to eat something?"

"Um no thanks, I actually have something I need to do. I-I'll be back later, okay?" I was already putting on my converse.

"O-Oh . Okay. Be back before dinner okay?" I nodded and put on my baseball cap with the Yankees sign on it.

"Be back later." I made sure I had a few dollars in my pocket before I headed off. I jogged down the street with the idea that suddenly popped in my head. I took out my phone and plugged in my headphones. I played the song 'International Love' I jammed out to Pitbull as I picked up my pace to a run. I needed to make the 4:00 subway. I texted Mo, I'd be there by 5 the latest. Soon enough, I made it. I walked right into the dance studio area and Mo was leaning against one of the ballet poles.

"Hey B-Girl. What's the hustle?"

"Where is everyone else?"

"On their way. Why?" Just then, I heard Emilia and Aubrey walk into the room followed by Lil' T, Taye, Bodie, Rasa, Lima, and Angel.

"Hey Minty. What's the meet up about?" Rasa asked me. It was kind of funny. I've never seen him in anything else besides his suit and tie. But now he's wearing a pair of sweatpants and a tanktop with a bandana tied around his forehead.

"If you don't already know about Glitch. He's going to be paralyzed for the next month." They all gasped.

"But that means-" T started.

"I know. But I'm not giving up. Just because Glitch can't do it, doesn't mean that I can't do it for the both of us. I also made a promise to my mom, and to myself, that I can do this. Please don't say no." I begged.

"No to what?" Emilia led on.

"Please let me keep the dance for the showcase."

"What? Are you crazy? Of course you can keep your place." Rasa exclaimed.

"Awesome! So I was just wondering.... Would you guys help me make some sick choreography for the showcase?" I rubbed my arm and kept my voice down. It's a pride issue. I hate asking for help. They all exclaimed.

"YES!" We all came in for a group hug. I let out a breath of relief.

"Sweet. So can we start now?"

"Oh no way. We gotta go to competition tomorrow. We gotta practice our stuff, little lady." Angel crossed his arms.

"Well. Since Glitchy can't do it. Aminta could be his fill-in. right Rasa?" Mo Chimed in. Rasa looked back and forth between me and Lima. She sighed.

"You can do it. But you gotta start working with her now Mo." Lima Pointed at me. I jumped. He nodded.

"Sick. Leggo. B-girl." he motioned me out of the studio and down the hallways.

"So. What are competitions like?"

"Oh they're not bad. Kinda fun actually. You get to challenge whoever you want. But the really fun part of it all. You don't know what you're gonna dance to. They give you the outfits to wear the day before and they give you the songs the day you get there."

"Woah. That's insane. How do you guys do it?"

"We practice. We have to be prepared for almost any music. They kind of give away the theme for the music when they send us our outfits." We walked into the suite as I saw a box on the small table in the kitchen area. I looked inside.

"So these are the outfits." They were pastel colors. Seemed kind of old school. Like 60s, old school.

"Yeah. Sorry you don't have anything, girly to wear. But we get to keep them. Maybe you could Make it to your size or liking?" He took out glitch's outfit and handed it to me. An Idea popped into my head.

"Uh yeah. I think I have an idea." He raised an eyebrow as I smirked and started jumping on my toes. It's brilliant.

A/N: Hailo!!!

It's me

I've been wondering-

NO IM KIDDING!!

That song is so catchy tho. it's like a song you love to hate? i don't know. but hey, another chapter just for uuuuuuuu

hehe

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