I woke up to the sound of banging metal cans. I ran over to my window and pushed it open.
"ITS 8 IN THE FUCKING MORNING DIRTY RICK SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I screamed.
"NO IM MAKING PEACE NOISE." he yelled back.
"PEACE NOISE MY ASS RICK." I said and shut my window.
I walk to my kitchen and decide to make myself some eggs before going to work. As i was making them I decided to scroll through my phone. I realize I gained a mass following overnight. I was shocked. I went from 150 followers to 50,000 in one night. Damn. I was so excited. I could post singing and dance videos and actually get notice.
"I AM A FUCKING ICON!" I sang while vouging near my stove.
I finished up cooking my eggs and placed them on a plate and started eating. I checked my dms and saw that ethan had messaged me.
"Hey, I don't know if you remember me from last night but if you did I was wondering if you want to come over to my house later and hang out with my friends and I? We all saw you sing yesterday and they want to meet you so badly and I wanna get to know the gorgeous girl i ran into."
I responded, "Well of course! Hit me with a address and a time! I work until about 6 tonight."
He then responded, "7 is great! Heres my address."
I was shocked someone so famous would ever want to hang out with someone like me but I didn't question. I scrambled to get ready because I knew I would be late.
"SHIT! I have a class to teach!" I said as I was scrambling my stuff together and on. I was wearing leggings with a cropped halter tank and a hoodie over it.
I ran out the door with my bag hanging off me. My work was about a 25 minute bus ride and I was hoping I didnt miss it.
I made it, I hoped on the bus and found a seat. I plugged in my headphones and started to come up with what I was going to teach in class. I am 90% sure I have a private lesson today for a solo so I have to choreograph that.
We made it to the stop closest to my studio and I ran there. I swung the door open.
"I'm here!" I said out of breath.
"Harper your always just on time." Stacy said.
"I know, its a talent of mine." I said bowing.
"You actually have your private right now so GO!" She said.
"Oh!" I said as I rushed to put my pointe shoes on.
"Sorry, I'm a bit late." I said entering B studio.
"Its okay, are we going to choreograph my solo today?" She asked.
She was 12 and quite slim. Her red blazing hair was tucked into the tightest bun, I know it hurts like hell. She had a black leotard on and her pointe shoes looked pretty new.
"It looks like your pretty new looking. In order for you to perform your best you have to loosen up a bit, your shoes are barley broken in and your hair is so tight its going to rip off." I said.
"Well in every other ballet class I have had this is what happens and yes my shoes are new." She said.
"Well here." I said as I pulled out her ballet bun. "Im going to put it into a ponytail." I added.
"Better?" I asked.
"Much." She said.
"Okay lets get started." I said.
We went on to stretching her shoes out and warming up. We started coming up with the concept surrounding her routine and we decided shes a broken doll. We could find a cute costume for her and it could be a dark theme. When we finished up our lesson it had been about an hour.
"Bye Alexandra, let loose kiddo. See you next week." I said.
The rest of the went on and I taught several classes. I am the only teacher at my studio who teaches all styles. So my days are pretty chaotic.
It was 6pm and I just got off work, I had packed a change of clothes so I could just head there from work.
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I put ^ on and headed out the door. I walked to the bus stop and waited a little bit until the bus came. I scanned my annual bus pass in and told him where I was headed. It took around 20 minutes since where I lived wasnt a good area and the studio was already far so.
I arrived close enough and made my way to his house. I walked up to his door and examined the area. It was awful nice. Wood exterior and i noticed they had a pool.
"Damn." I whispered.
The door swung open and I saw the boy who rammed into me.
