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Twenty Nine

<Kaycee POV>

'Kaycee' ' Kaycee' I heard Devon and Kylie calling me as I tried to ignore them and continue sleeping. They started nudging me and tickling me as I let out an exasperated groan. They really can't just let a girl sleep, can they?

'What do you want?' I groaned frustrated.

'I don't know  if I should show you this but... look at this' Kylie told me handing me Devon's phone.

'What is it?' I asked. I turned the phone on as I read the Instagram caption that popped up under a photo.

@TateMcrae along with some of her friends are coming together for three months to hold multiple dance classes in France. Go to www. DancewithTate/France.com for more details.

'So what? Tate and I used to be friends,I guess you could say. If she doesn't like me then so be it. If she's going to France for three months then isn't that meant to be good for me.'  I laughed.

'Well that's what I thought to but press on the tags' Kylie told me looking over at Devon.

@Seanlew. No he didn't. He's going to France with Tate. He's literally replacing me. Wow, he moves on quick. Couldn't say the same about me.

I could feel the tears threaten to fall as I blinked my eyes continuously. No,no,nooo. I felt my lips tremble as I let out a sob. Great! Here we go again. 

'Awww, it's okay K. It's my fault, I shouldn't have shown you.' Kylie told me rubbing my back soothingly.

'It's not your fault, Ky. It's my fault. I mean what did I expect to happen when I told him to get away from me' I told her.

'Don't you dare blame yourself for this, sis. He's being a dumb asshole and it ain't your fault' Devon reassured me. I let out a heavy breath as I tried to process this. He's leaving for three months. He's moving on to be a dance partner for someone else, not me. This is your fault Kaycee.

'Could I have some time alone?'I asked Devon and Kylie. They both nodded their head in agreement as they let my room.

It'll always be you Kayc.

*Flashback*

Sean aged: 16   Kaycee aged 15

The two teens were currently finishing a dance project they were working on, but it had been especially hard since Kaycee kept laughing.

'Stop it Kayc.' Sean groaned jokingly.

'I can't help it' Kaycee said continuing her laughter as she fell onto the floor with a fit of giggles.

'Come on Ricebowl' Sean said pulling her up. 'Okay so... I was thinking, if you jump up and then I'll carry you like bridal styl and then I'll twist you around and you have to let go. Okay?' Sean asked the giggling girl.

'Yup' she replied as her laughter died down. She held onto Sean's shoulders as he lifted her up and carried her bridal style, like he said he would. He stood there, holding her for a bit, staring at them in the mirror.

'So are you going to twist or like nah?' Kaycee asked jokingly.

'Nah... I kinda like it like this' Sean said making Kaycee blush. Kaycee directed her attention towards the same mirror Sean was looking at, as she let out a small giggle.

'What?' He asked her.

'Nothing' she replied while getting out of Sean's embrace.

'Tell me Kayc' he whined.