Lovely moves

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[Chapter three]
"Dragonfly out in the sun
You know what I mean,
Don't you know?"
    -Michael Bublé

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The morning lights streamed in through the blinds making illuminating lines on the brunettes bed covers. Sadly the pleasant morning light is not what woke her, it was the blasting of the alarm clock. She reached over and slammed her hand lazily on the alarm.

A groan left her lips as she turned around so she laid on her back instead of her stomach. The sheets moved with her as she sat up and looked at the wall in front of her. Something she commonly did in the morning.

Then she got out of her bed, to tired to put on pants. She only had an oversized shirt she had bought from the mens section on H&M since she had never had a boyfriend she could steal clothes from.

A rutin she had gotten into doing was starting music every morning. It was always so quiet and she needed to have something that could make her apartment more alive, besides the difference assortment plants that decorated her apartment.

Singing along to the song 'feeling good' even though she definitely was not feeling good since her muscles were aching and her eyes wanted to close. Whilst making breakfast that she had decided would be a fruit salad, her phone went off on the counter. She picked it up and answer before checking who it was.

"What," she answered in a cranky morning tone. She was really tired and all she wanted to do was to crawl back into the warm safe covers of her bed, not wake up and have to deal with the problem we call life.

"Woah, seems like you ate bitch-flakes this morning," the happy voice of her closest friend Zachary came through the phones speaker. Care groaned at both the happy tone and his snide comment.

"Zack hey," she greeted and put her phone on speaker . "Now what do you want?"

"I wanted too know if I could come over later to your dance studio," he would usually come and watch her dance when he had a day of. He said he liked to watch when someone was doing something they were passionate about.

"Sure, as long as you do not disturb me because you know I have a show tomorrow, which you are coming to by the way," somehow she had started to sound more happy when she was talking to her best friend. It always happened she was tired and he got her more awake.

"Yeah, I know you already told me like a year ago," obviously overdramatic kinda how he always was. How would he ever forget about the thing that has been blabbered in to his brain. "Anyway just wanted you to know that you should be expecting the me."

"Bye," she said and before she could end the call she heard his reply which was a quick 'buh bye'. The fruit was now neatly cut and in her little box, she put the lid over it before showing it in her bag with a fork.

The only thing she really needed was a coffee and clothes of course she can't walk out with only a shirt on. Picking a simple outfit much like the one she had on yesterday. A pair of sweatpants, a red t-shirt in stead of a white tank top like the day before and just throwing on a pair of trainers.

Her apartment was in the middle of the city so almost everything was really close by, like her favorite coffee shop. When she got to blacktop coffee she ordered and got her cup of caffeine.

"Thank you," she said as she got the cup from the worker her name written, with a hurried cursive. Her day was going good so far as she turned around to walk out she was about to walk in to someone but backed away before an accident could happen.

She looked up at who it was that almost made her latte in to a splatte'. It was Mike, he looked down at her an a flash of recognition went through his eyes.

"Hey, you buy coffee here too?" mike asked a small smile creeping on to his gorgeous face.

"Yeah, the coffee here is great, I really hope they are open for ever," she stated enthusiastically smiling up at him because of the big height difference. "What are you doing right now?"

Mike raised an eyebrow, "Nothing, why are you wondering?" He got confused, they don't even know each other, they had met one time.

"I thought it could be fun if you followed me to my dance studio and we dance some fun dances," she stated biting on her thumbnail. "I really don't know anything about you maybe you and I can get to know each other?" There was a small amount of hope sipping into her voice as she spoke to him. "I need to relax a bit."

[A/n Sorry the social interactions are shit, it's because I don't talk to people. Anyway a carnival is in town so I've been having a lot of fun lately.]