Where did you Come From?

part 2

Chapter 4: BROOKE

My phone was blowing up.  If the car ride home with my mom wasn’t bad enough, EVERYONE at the studio was asking me about Tyler, and honestly, I didn’t know what to tell them.  I didn’t know what was happening.  I never really felt this way about a guy.  I never felt such an instant connection…and I’ve never wanted to kiss anybody as much as I do Tyler.  It just felt right, like nether of us really knew how to handle it.  I have to admit I was scared, but still excited that I got to see him again tomorrow.

I walked into the studio the next day ahead of my mom and sister to ensure they wouldn’t try and embarrass me again.  I walked into the den and looked for Tyler, but didn’t see him.  I noticed that everyone fell silent and looked up at me.  I rolled my eyes.

“Really guys?” I said, smiling

This studio was basically like a family.  Everyone knew everyone’s business, and I knew they weren’t going to let this one go.  I was waiting for someone to say something when I realized they were all smiling at something behind me now.  I turned around and saw Tyler standing there looking a little terrified.

I looked at him and smiled.  He instantly turned red, but flashed me a quick grin.  This made the entire den go wild.  I couldn’t believe how embarrassing this was.

Abby appeared in the doorway.

“Brooke and Tyler” she barked, “I need you in Studio B practicing your partner work now.”

Thank god, I thought.  I quickly grabbed my stuff and shot the dancers a look before turning towards the door.

As soon as we were walking down the hallway, Tyler put his arm around me.

Why did that make me so nervous?

“I missed you” he said as he attempted to bring me in closer

I looked up to find him smiling at me.  I couldn’t help but beam back at him and kind of collapse into his body, letting him hold me.

We started to warm up and begin our partner work.  The number had a lot technical lifts, meaning Tyler basically touching my entire body.  Usually, this is where Abby says I “lose it.”  I just cant seem to connect with the male dancers because I feel uncomfortable while they’re touching me. 

But it was different with Tyler.  When I was in his arms, I just felt completely safe.  I trusted his hands on me…I felt something while we danced.  Which was something I could never really do with another dancer. It seemed impossible that I had only known him for two days…

I was lost in his sparkly hazel eyes when I realized Tyler and I held our end pose much longer then necessary…again.

Why did that keep happening? We’ve done the full dance like 10 times…I shouldn’t forget where I am every time its over.

I tried to compose myself before looking up to Abby, but she was grinning at both of us, so I couldn’t help but blush a little bit.

“you two just keep impressing me.” She said.

We had the dance down so well that we spent the rest of our rehearsal making it more difficult. Then, we ran it with the rest of the girls, who apparently really liked Tyler too…

They hardly let him take a breath.  Always asking him dumb questions, or asking him to lift them up…it was kind of cute actually.  How well he played along with it.  I couldn’t help but smile when he got the whole group of them cracking up.  Which was basically all the time.