Punk Meets Pointe||m.c.

08

Michael. Michael freaking clifford standing right infront of me.

And guess what?

We're making eye contact.

Well, he's making eye contact, I'm trying to look everywhere but him.

He shrugged and looked away, probably thinking it wasn't me.

But then, right very fucking then my asshole of a dance instructer decideds to ruin it all.

"ADRIANA WE HAVE NEW POINTE WORK TO DO TODAY GET IN THE DRESSING ROOMS HONEY."

Then Michael practically eye rapes me based on how hard his pupils boared into my skin.

"Hello instructor Von." I said, and bowed.

"It's a pleasure to see you again Adriana." He said to me, and kissed my hand.

I scoffed "The pleasure is all mine." I heard a deep chuckle behind me and realized how dirty that probably sounded to his immature high school mind.

Behind my back, I gave him the finger, hoping he'd get the idea.

Instructor Von practically dragged me into the dressing rooms where I quickly changed into a light pink leo, and my pale pink Pointe shoes.

And of course, my lovely instructor decided to use the one room with one way glass that leads to the lobby.

Meaning, all we see is mirrors, but whoever is in the lobby can see whatever we're doing.

whoooo.

Every one, including Michael

whooooo.

I took place in Plie, and once the slow music of the black swan started, I moved to first position.

Even not being able to see Michael, I knew he was probably laughing at how terrible I am at dance.

Whooooo.

Finally, after what seemed like hours we got to go for a water break. I get to leave durimg water breaks on Monday's so I can walk home before it gets dark. Usually Tuesday-Friday rehearsals end before it gets dark.

I also, unlike the other girls, have homework.

Whooooo.

I quickly snatched up my bag, and untied my Pointe shoes, ready to get those horrible things off my feet.

Yes, they're that bad.

I walked into the lobby to see a shocked Michael intently watching dancers.

Being the clumsy person I am, I decided it would be great to trip on his bag whilst I was sneaking past him.

He caught me, and held me tightly in his arms, his green irises meeting my blue and green ones.

"Thanks." I said and blushed.

"Adriana you're absolutely incredible." He said, in a sweet voice.

"Thank you." I said, and blushed harder.

"You're probably wondering what I'm doing here at a ballet studio, but I have a good excuse. I came here to pick up my mate Ashton's little sister Lauren."

"Lauren Irwin?" I asked, finally able to speak.

"Yeah, do you know her?" He asked.

"Well I mean I've only been in the dance world since about two so obviously I have no idea when a new member joins." I answered, sarcastically

"Sassy now aren't we?"

"Maybe just a little."