CC's Dancing Queen (Sequel to CC's Ass Kicking Girl)

Chapter 2

Ember’s POV:

I woke up the next morning feeling a lot better than last night, I felt more refreshed. I got up, went downstairs and grabbed some toast before going back upstairs to get ready for the day. I didn’t get into my dance clothes straight away, I put on some ripped black jeans, and a ripped up nirvana tank before pulling my hair into a high ponytail and pulling my batman converse on. I grabbed my dance bag and made my way down stairs, grabbing the drink bottle I made last night from the fridge and my handbag from the bench before making my way outside to my bike. I climbed on and got up the address the manager had given me. I figured out where I had to go before letting the engine purr to life and leaving the house to head to the studio.

CC’s POV:

I woke up this morning feeling kinda like shit. But I still felt better than last night. I know it was my fault, I just get angry sometimes. I just don’t want to lose her.

I shook off all thoughts of last night, getting up to have a shower and get dressed before going downstairs to where everyone was sitting having breakfast, watching some tv. Jinxx glared at me, Sherry looked down at her plate as soon as she saw me and the rest looked at me partially with sympathy, partially with disappointment.

“Sherry, may I please talk to you?”

“Sure CC.” She replied quickly. She stood up from her place next to Jinxx and followed me to the door to our band prac room.

“I’m sorry about yesterday. I didn’t mean anything that I said. I just am protective of her as you know and I don’t want the thought to even cross my mind that she would-“

“I get it CC. I know. I’m sorry I freaked you out. I already realised that you didn’t mean what you said. I know the feeling. Just know that I was just joking with her.” She said and I nodded, glad that we cleared the air. She went back to sitting with Jinxx while I went back up to my room and sat looking through twitter for a while.

Ember’s POV:

I arrived at the studio and turned my bike off, walking up to the door and walking into the air-conditioned lobby. I walked up to the desk where there was a girl sitting down, around my age.

“Hi, how are you?” She said smiling and I smiled back.

“Good thanks, I’m a new dancer for Adam Lambert, where am I going for it?” I asked quickly, still smiling.

“Ok you’re in dance hall 2 which is upstairs and third door along. You can’t miss it.” She replied and I thanked her.

“Thanks, where are there some change rooms so I can get into my dance clothes?”

“Just down the hall.” I thanked her again before walking off. I walked down the hall and was just about to reach the door when I heard someone speak behind me.

“So you’re the famous Ember hey? Can I have your autograph?” I heard someone say, laughing behind me and I turned around to see Adam Lambert in all his sweatpants glory.

“Only if I can get yours.” I said smirking and laughing as he did. “Hi, great to meet you. I’m a big fan.”

“Nice to meet you too. Nice threads, very punk.”

“I try my best.” I said in a joking manner and he laughed again. “Yours aren’t so bad either. Loving the black sweatpants.” I replied sarcastically.

“Eh, I couldn’t be bothered being gorgeous this morning.”

“Alrighty then, well I have to UN-prettify myself and get into dance clothes so I will see you Down the Rabbit Hole.” I said, winking before going into the change room, hearing him laughing. I quickly changed into my sweatpants and dance top, slipping on my hip hop shoes.