Ballet And The Beast

Chapter Four

Three weeks later and I'm loving it here. Everyone is so friendly and people genuinely care about each other, except for Jess. She throws little digs at me here and there which get to me slightly but I'm not overly bothered. I could possibly be developing a slight crush on Mason but it's pointless. He's just so incredible.

"Jessica Marie what are you doing for goodness sake. Straighten up, engage your core and concentrate." The sound of Ms Richards bellowing voice pulls me out of my trance. Jess has been struggling to pick up this simple pointe sequence for most of the lesson and I'm getting bored.

"Brooke please can you demonstrate once more." She huffs causing Jess to roll her eyes. I go through the combination painfully slowly, showing off my technique.

"Thank you Brooke, I hope everyone was paying attention there. Now Jessica I want you to do it with Brooke." She rolls her eyes but complies nonetheless and positions herself to follow my lead.

She starts off slightly better, then just as I turn at the end, she nudges me slightly causing me to fall off pointe and topple to the ground. Her little groupies and her burst out laughing as they expect me to be embarrassed.

"Jesus Jess you don't need to try so hard to catch my attention." I start as I get up and dust myself off. "I'm not into girls anyway." I shrug as I walk back to the others. The class start to snicker but Ms Richards is less than impressed.

"Jessica leave my room immediately and head to my office. Brooke I do not expect that sort of mouthing off from you." She growls and everyone falls silent. "How is your ankle?" The headmaster asks once Jess has left.

"Fine Ms." I shrug it off like it's nothing once recovering from my usual dizziness. It kills like a bitch and will definitely need some ice later but I've had worse injuries.

"Right that's it class is cut short, don't think you're getting off easy though. I hear partner work hasn't been spot on in Ms Kingston's class either so it's time we do something about it. Each pair take one set of handcuffs." She states as she slams a box of cuffs on the table.

"You will each be handcuffed to one another until 8 am tomorrow morning, no moaning." I recieve a wink from Mason as he attaches our wrist and I simply roll my eyes, his mind is disgusting.

Once all partners are bound together our little group leave and head to Masons room. The only lucky one to get away with the exercise is Shane as his partner is Jess.

"Damn you don't know how lucky you are Shane." I groan as Mason adjusts his trousers, dragging my arm along. Gross.

"It's god saying thank you for putting up with Jess as a partner these last few weeks." Shane laughs.

"Hey I did it for over a year and never got any thanks." Mason shoots back.

"You got me you lucky bugger." I chime in.

"Exactly, it just keeps getting worse." He smirks causing me to give him a hard shove. No surprise he barely flinches.

I grab an ice pack from the mini freezer then sit down on Masons sofa, dragging him along. Quickly taking off my pointe shoes, I wrap the ice around my ankle and flinch at the sudden change of temperature.

"I still can't believe Jess actually pushed you over, that's low even for her." Shane comments.

"You got her back though she looked mortified at you implying she's a les." Mason chuckles. "You've got some sass in there." He pokes my head with a smile.

"She'll get what's coming to her one day." I shrug. Mason stretches, putting a hand over my shoulder causing my hand to move up aswell, for comfort he interlaces our fingers. Alice winks, seemingly thinking back to our conversation a few weeks ago. It means nothing, he's always flirting and I'm guessing it's not just me he flirts with.