For the Love of Dance

Chapter 4

Waking up this morning was hard. My head is throbbing as a result of all the partying last night. I'm so tired. I guess that is what I get for staying up till 3am. It took me forever to fall asleep. I kept replaying what happened over and over again in my head. The way he tasted. The way he felt. It almost seemed like I dreamed it all. I push myself off the bed and walk down the hall. I reach the dining room and everyone was already awake and eating breakfast. My stomach grumbles in response to the freshly made pancakes sitting in the middle of the table.

"Good morning party girl." Cara says will pouring herself some orange juice.

"Have a seat. We need to talk about what happened last night." Venus says with her eyes glistening as if I were the prey and she was the predator.

"Yeah that was wild. We honestly thought you guys were never going to let go of each other." Angelina adds with a smirk on her face.

"I'm glad that everyone finds this amusing." I respond seeming uninterested in the conversation but in actuality I'm dying to talk about what exactly happened last night. At the same time, I don't want to talk about it because this seems like this is something that I need to leave in the past as nothing is going to come out of talking or thinking about him.

"Well, why wouldn't we? You were clinging on to him like he was Jack and you were Rose. Well, except that there wasn't a chance of him dying at the end." Venus says smiling.

"Or he was the tree and she was the sloth. She just couldn't let go." Angelica adds and I can't help but laugh.

"First of all, it wasn't like any of those two bad analogies. It was simply me kissing a hot guy at the club. By the way, the club is where you meet hot guys and make out with them. It seems like some of you guys don't understand that." I counter staring directly at Cara. I grab a pancake from the table and start spreading Nutella on it. I am so hungry.

"Okay, if we are going to go there. That guy was a creep. He walks in with his circled glasses and turtleneck. Believing that he is some sort of hippie. Then he THINKS that by him living in Toronto, it's supposed to impress me. I will kiss a guy at the club when they are good looking and are not complete assholes." She says looking directly at me. Wow I guess she really didn't like that.

"Cara really, he was not that bad. I've seen and done worse." Venus replies.

"Yeah, we all know that you've done a lot of things with a lot of people." Cara chimes in.

"Excuse me. You would be lucky to be with any of the guys that I have been with. I have good taste. Thank you very much!" Venus says in a loud voice, smile wide.

"Really ...." Cara gets cut off by Angelica. "Guys! Shut up! I want to hear the real tea." Classic Angelica always likes to be informed on the gossip. I have to give it to her, I would want to know to.

"Like I was saying, ... nothing really happened. Other than what you guys already saw." I say as a matter of fact. But then, I get a flashback to the touch of his hand moving up and down on my thighs.

"Nothing happened. Really? Because you guys were holding on to each other for like 3 hours straight and a slow song wasn't even playing." Venus adds.

"Yeah, you guys were still holding on to each other when "Danza Kuduro" was on. You should not be slow grinding or dancing if that's what you are going to call it for that song. It's just not right." Venus pipes in.

"Look, I don't understand why you guys were so focused on what me and this guy were doing."

"Well it's because what you guys were doing should have been behind closed doors." Angelica surprisedly says with a grin on her face. She was enjoying this way too much. Yeah Angelica is a sweetheart but she has a dark side to her. Everyone howls at this comment. I need to figure out a way to shut this down quick.

"Also, half the guys in the club are a mess so there isn't much to focus on." Cara exclaims.

"Yeah and girl... your... I mean... my glasses fogged up. I have never seen anything like that happen before in my life and I am scientist, I would know. Oh and by the way, you can keep the glasses as a memory of what happened last night." Venus sticks her tongue out at me and reaches for another pancake.

"Stop! You want to know what happened. We kissed, we danced, and we lost track of time. As for the glasses thing, it was hot outside and Venus you have for sure seen that happen before. You are clearly just being dramatic." I take my last bite of the pancake. I need to leave but there isn't anywhere to go when we all live in the same house.

"So, did you get his number?" Angelica asks with curiosity written all over face. I gave Angelica a pleading look which I am hoping will come across as drop this.

"No, I didn't get his number because it was a club fling and nothing more. Now I'm going back to my room because you guys can't legally make me stay." I say heading back into the hallway.

"That is a shame because you guys would have had the chance to make others things fog up." Venus winks at me. This girl... all these girls... are definitely going to pay for this. I chuckle with the thought of ways to get back at them.

"I'm going to the gym now, I need some peace and quiet."

"No comment. Ok, so I guess she is not opposed to the whole fogging up of things." Angelica laughs.

"I am done, I am leaving, I can't hear you." I run to my room and change as quickly as I can. Why was I freaking out. It was a club fling, nothing more. I am never going to see him again. I definitely am not in love with him. Why do I care about what they say? But a part of me can't help but care. I need to get this out of my system. Going to the gym would help. I love the gym. I love getting lost in the chosen workout for the day. Every time I leave the gym, I feel ten times better. Going to the gym will help in forgetting this whole situation. I take a deep breath as I grab my phone off the counter and head out.

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The doors to the gym open and I can feel the cold air hit my face while the smell hits my nose. This was home. I love the gym. For a lot of people, the gym is the worst place in the world because of the smell, the random people, and well because the gym normally means that you have to workout. For me, the gym is a special place. I love working myself past the pain and getting stronger. It makes me feel as if I am bettering myself, not just physically but emotionally as well. The gym for me is a form of therapy. Not matter the mood, the gyms help refocus and realign myself. When I am angry, I am able to calm myself through workouts. When I am sad, I am able to find my resilience. As I walk by the front desk, the worker says hi to me. All the workers know I always come here no matter the day. I don't care if I had three exams on one day, I would still go to the gym.

I walk in and debate what I'm going to do. I could do some strength training but I don't know if that is a good idea since I'm so tired. I wouldn't want to accidentally drop a weight on myself. I decide that I am going to do some cardio today. I head to the second floor and go to the nearest treadmill. This was going to be good. I took a couple of deep breaths and started at a jogging pace. I pop in my headphones and an upbeat tune begins playing. I can feel the blood flowing from my feet, to my heart and then to my head. Faster, I want to go faster. I turn up the speed and it went from a light jog to a sprint. Now I can feel every part of my body working in unison to try and keep up with the pace. My muscles begin hurting but it isn't a true workout without a little bit of pain. I close my eyes as I let it all sink in. My mind starts to drift off instead of focusing on the rhythm of my body. I'm back at the club with his hands on my thighs slowly working their way up. I picture the feeling of his body so close to mine. I can feel the pressure and taste of desire. Every inch of me wants him ... every part of me aches for him.

SMACK!!!!

Oh shit. What just happened? I was on the treadmill but I'm clearly not anymore. I realize that I'm on my ass. Nothing seems to be hurting that bad. I need to open my eyes though. This is so embarrassing. I need to get up.

I hear a voice coming towards me. It sounds so familiar ... but I can't remember who it belongs to. Then it clicks. Oh no.