Dance With Me

Chapter 1

It was dark and rainy. I could feel the warmth radiating in my bed. I didnt want to leave. I stirred around as my eyes slowly fluttered open. I turned over to my alarm clock, 6:59 am, a minute shy of my alarm that was to go off at 7 on the dot. I waited patiently till it rang out. As if on cue it went off, my hand slapping the top if it.

I slowly pulled my comforter off of me and slid my feet to the edge of the king size bed. My feet hit the soft carpet just below the bed. I lifted my arms upward stretching, before getting up and strolling into the bathroom. I turned on the hot water and watched as the steam covered the mirror till i was nothing but a blur.

I removed my clothing before stepping in and letting the warmth of the water remove my stress. I grabbed my razor making sure to shave the little bit of prickly hairs coming up. Once i finished i hopped out drying myself off and going to the closet.

I planned on being at the studio all day. We apparently had a couple of new guys coming in. My luck i was stuck teaching one of them.

I grabbed a pair of my dancing pants, which i never learned the proper name of. Next i grabbed a white crop top to match my grey pants. I threw them on the couch in my closet before grabbing a sports bra and my favorite pair of supras.

After getting dressed i grabbed my dance bag and headed down stairs. I searched through the cupboards before finding my favorite cereal. Cinnamon toast crunch. I usually would cook but since Ive been living alone due to the fact my best friend Leci is in Australia visiting a dance academy, ive been eating cereal.

I ran outside and jumped in my range rover. Yes just like every person here in LA I too own a range rover. Not only that I have a matching black escalade, along with a bike. Leci decided on our 24th birthdays we should get matching street bikes. And so we did.

It was about a thirty minute drive to the studio so i decided i would stop by starbucks and get a quick drink.

When i pulled into the parking garage i quickly found a spot and parked. I headed to the elevator and hit the fifth floor. In case you're wondering the dance studio is on top of the parking garage. Weird i know, but it is what it is.

I finally reached my part of the studio. I walked in the door to be met face to face with Danielle.

"Peaze, whats up?" I said hugging her tight.

" Hi love! So you ready to teach these guys?" She said practically jumping up and down.

"I guess. Im gonna run through my routine before my guy gets here."

"Have fun. Think ill do the same." She said walking off with a wave.

I walked over to the boom box placing my bag down beside it. I put in the cd and pressed play. As the music started booming through the room i started dancing.

As the song ended i did the final move only to be startled when i heard clapping behind me. I turned around to be greeted by a boy with jet black hair and brown eyes.

"That was amazing!" He said. "Im assuming youre my instructor?"

I simply nodded as i grabbed my towel. "Hi, im-"

"Late? Yeah i know! "

"Sorry got lost on the way here." He said nervously scratching his neck.

"Dont let it happen again. I dont like being late or people who are late."

He looked to the floor awkwardly. "Right well set your stuff over there and lets get started.

I slowly taught him the main dance moves throwing a little new ones in here and there. Surprisingly he kept up pretty well.