Finding You

Chapter 11

I need to eat. I haven't eaten since 2pm yesterday because of everything that happened and my stomach is convulsing with hunger.

I couldn't sleep last night. I was tossing and turning from the words said last night. Was Dean still angry about everything that happened? Is he going to try and get revenge now that Justin is dead? He surely knows already. Everybody who knew Justin knows. What about what James said? What does he wish I knew? Does he also have a past with Dean? Is what he said to me about Dean at all? Would he have told me if he knew I was awake?

My mind was racing with theories and questions the whole night through, and it left me with only 4 hours of sleep from when I was in James' car.

Now, I'm laying under my blanket, wondering how much longer I'll be able to stay here before my stomach resorts to eating itself. Gross.

I eventually get up at around 8, not bothering to clean myself up before going downstairs into the kitchen and taking out some ingredients that I don't even know what I'm going to use for. I eventually decide on scrambled eggs on toast as my breakfast item, while making mental notes on what I have to do today.

I need to phone Liv. I miss her and I hate not talking to her. One dispute shouldn't rule her out as my best friend, and it's not as if what she was saying was wrong. I know that she was just saying what I needed to hear, even if I didn't want to hear it.

I also need to go to dance class. I feel like I've been slacking lately and I think Madame can see it as well. NYD picked me for a solo contemporary dance to choreograph and perform for the showcase, which feels surreal and absolutely incredible, but also probably the most nerve-wracking thing I've ever agreed to in my entire life. The showcase is in a mere month and all of my other ensemble and duet dances are basically polished except for my solo. I've been trying to choreograph it but I've only got about a minute's worth of dancing and I need 4.

My song choice is "Say Something" by A Great Big World and Christina Aguilera. It's cheesy and it may be overdone by some but it was the only song I could think of that could express what I want to get across to the audience. I want it to have some sort of meaning to all of the obstacles I've faced in my life. Everything that's led to me this point in my life has shaped me to become the person I am and I want to transfer all of those feelings and emotions into an incredible dance.

I also get my own studio to practice in, and it's on the 4th floor so I don't have to trek all the way down the stairs from the 11th floor anymore. At least, not until the showcase is over.

I finish my breakfast and walk up to my room to fetch my phone, where there are 2 messages from... Jace? Him and I have never messaged before. We've only spoken in person or when he called me, asking about a book we were discussing when we talked at Luna Park.

Jace Anderson
Hey Ally
I wanted to know whether you were free today?

My jaw drops. Jace wants to spend time with me?

Ally Crawford
Hey, what's the occasion?

He replies almost immediately.

Jace Anderson
No occasion, just thought it would be fun
You free or not?

I hesitate. I'm not skeptical to see Jace but it's just odd, even more so that we're going alone. We've never gone out without the group before. Maybe he needs to speak with me about something. God, I hope this doesn't add anymore drama to my life. I have way too much as it is.

Ally Crawford
I'm free, text me a time and location.

Jace and I meet up in Midtown, which is amazing for me since I live 5 minutes away and don't have to drive very far.