dancing on the edge | p.t.v {book 2}

Chapter Twenty-Five: Practise Makes Perfect

Chapter Twenty-Five: Practise Makes Perfect

I mouthed the words to Because Of You by Kelly Clarkson as I redid the routine I had practised almost daily. I didn't pay attention to the eyes of the small studio that were watching me. Especially Damien's, who stood on the side watching me like a hawk. I pretended it was just me in the room, all by myself. When I pretend nobody is there, and it's just me and the music, the serenity in it warms my bones. I felt every emotion Kelly sung, without having to experience the meaning behind the song. I let my face betray the emotion that flowed through me, as my limbs moved with the rhythm. Every piano key and violin strings pierced my skin and possessed me. I only focused on the music and the rhythms on their own. As the final lyrics played, I slowly fell to the ground, curling up, hiding my face. I smiled into my hands, as everyone around me applauded. I got up, grinning. Damien nearly had a smile on his face.

"Better, much better. You are very ready, you'll breeze through it." I blushed slightly nodding.

"Thanks." I moved off the main floor, as a small group took it and scurried over to Isabel and Stacy. Stacy clapped, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

"That was so great, it was breath taking wow." I giggled at her, thanking her again. Isabel was still clearly a little pissed I didn't speak to her about Vic earlier, but was nearly over it. I moved closer, sitting on the ground next to her. I leant over, near her ear.

"Hey, wanna come to lunch with me, Vic and his band mates. I realised your never really met him properly. I need to at least know if he has the best friends stamp of approval." I saw a small smile appear on her lips. I knew she was warming up more. She was looking bonier then normal, I felt concern spike in my chest. Good thing about lunch, is I can make sure she eats a little.

"Please, he had my stamp of approval when I realised how damn hot his is. Well, I guess it's expected, since you're stunning." I bumped her shoulder, grinning.

"So are you going to come?" She stretched her leg out as she shrugged.

"Is his band mates hot?"

"You may like his brother."

"He has a brother? Yep, I'm definitely coming."

"He plays drums too."

"I will now be coming in two ways." I shook my head at her, before stretching out too.

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I drummed my fingers on my steering wheel, as Isabel applied lip stick. I watched her in the corner of my eye. I sucked in my bottom lip, chewing on it. I saw a red light coming up, and I abruptly slammed on the break, and watched the lipstick slid up her cheek. Her mouth popped open in shock. I snorted as I held back my laughs. She slowly turned to me, a thick red line ran from her lip to her cheek bone. She took a huge intake of breath.

"I fucking hate you." I reached down, turning up the radio.

"Hmm, sorry I didn't catch that." She glared at me.

"I WILL MAKE YOU CRASH THIS CAR." I turned it up louder, belting out the lyrics to "Lifestyle of The Rich and The Famous". I heard Isabel growl under her breath, as I glanced at her.

"You love me." I chanted, bopping my head to the beat. She rolled her eyes, but still smiled as she fixed up her makeup. I just took in a deep breath, feeling the wind tousle my hair through the window. I felt my heart pound at the fact I was meeting up with Vic again. God, it's only been like two days since I was last with him, but I feel sort of empty without him around. Maybe it's because I realised I loved him. I nearly swerved the car at the thought. I guess it wasn't something that happened fast, it's took it's time taking hold. Maybe I had been for a while, but I was denying it. Am I really in love with this guy? Even if part of me tried to deny it, I know I am. The only reason I hadn't said anything, was because I was afraid he didn't feel the same. Clearly he did have feelings, or he wouldn't be with me, but are they as strong as mine? I pushed it away, and focused on the butterflies beating against my stomach walls.