[ A Month Later ]
[ Elera’s POV ]
[ Messages ]
Kaylee
2:30 Pm: I. Can’t. Face. Him.Elera
2:31 Pm: You were drunk. He knows that. You can’t just not come! It’s his birthday!”Kaylee
2:32 Pm: I know! But I kissed the boy! He probably thinks I’m a lunatic…Elera
2:34 Pm: He loves you Kaylee. It would make his day if you came. Plus I miss your ass. He’s let go of it and I think you should to. It’s in the past.Kaylee
2:35 Pm: Maybe you’re right.Elera
2:36 Pm: I’ll text you later, about to go into dance.Kaylee
2:37 Pm: OOOOooO! Tell Mark I said hi! Have fun ;)Elera
2:38 Pm: Shut up.I slipped my phone into my duffle bag, a stupid smile on my lips as I swung open the glass door to the dance studio. I bit the inside of me cheek as I walked past the usual group of girls that enjoyed gossiping and having my name in their mouth. I gave them no attention as I entered the main room, walking up to Mark.
“ Kaylee says she hates you.” I said playfully, laughing as I made my way to the usual spot in the back corner.
“ Tell her I hate her more.” He laughed, his face dropping almost immediately as the other girls walked into the room. “ Alright guys come on! I have a class to teach!” He clapped his hands, his eyes darting to me. I always made fun of how he clapped. He clapped to get attention, when he laughed, whenever he could.
I smirked and looked away to stop myself from laughing. “ Get a room.” The girl next to me snapped, glaring at me dangerously.
“ Do you have a problem Taylor?” I asked. “ I’ve got nothing but attitude from you this entire week and I haven’t done a thing to you.” I crossed my arms over my chest, eyeing her slightly as I waited for an explanation. She laughed loudly, gaining everyone's attention.
“ You haven’t done anything? Maybe not to me personally but everyone in this room is sick and tired of you! You’re sleeping with our teacher! “ She basically yelled, making the whole room turn silent. I felt my cheeks turn bright red as everyone’s eyes fell on me. Including Mark who stood in front of the class with tinted cheeks.
“ Let’s stop talking and start the class.” He said through gritted teeth. “ Let's start from where we left off yesterday.” My chest was tight, my throat closing up as I felt myself breaking down inside. I quickly leaned down and grabbed my stuff, making my way to the door of the place.
“ Miss….” I went faster as Mark started to address me. His eyes burning into my back.
“ Elera…” He tried louder but I was gone. I let myself hyperventilate as I ran into the bathroom. I locked the door, pressing my back to it and sliding down the floor, hands raking through my hair as I struggling to calm down.
[ Mark’s POV ]
My eyes slowly darted to Taylor who stood with a satisfied look on her face. I narrowed my eyes, slowly making my way over to stand in front of her. “ Do you enjoy tearing people down?” I asked. “ I don’t have time for people like you in my class. Spreading false rumors and for what? Get your stuff.” I said, turning my back and walking to the front.
I glanced over my shoulder after a few seconds, not hearing any movement from her. “ I’m serious Taylor. Get out of my studio.” I said darkly, tilting my head and putting my hands behind my back. “ I’m sure you know how to walk right?” She scoffed at me, grabbing her stuff and swinging her bags over her shoulder.