Dance for the Devil

Chapter 8

With a beautiful bouquet of orchids, dressed in the most fancy tuxedo I step right towards the woman of my dreams. My long slender fingers slowly reach to her precious hourglass-shaped frame. Standing here, right in front of me with her ballerina outfit on... She's a gem, so priceless, so beautiful and shiny. Her ocean-blue eyes look right into mine. " Jimin babe I won the dance competition!"  The small ballerina runs right passed me, heading to a cute looking guy, who brought her a bouquet as well. "You did so well baby girl. I'm proud of my sexy looking girlfriend."  My eyes cannot believe what they're seeing right now. What does he have that I don't? I'm definitely better than him. Her softy pink lips carefully peck his. Her tender warm hands rub the young male's neck. During their passionate kiss, she suddenly opens her eyes and stares at me. Never in my life has my heart been so upset. Heartbroken I look at the couple. The bouquet of orchids fall onto the floor such as a lone tear. 

I wake up in a pool of sweat. My sleepy half-opened eyes stare at the ceiling out of confusion. What the hell was that? Such a stupid nightmare. Like she would ever date that guy again. She won't right? Right? I must see her today well... if I find her though. She's been absent for a while now. Even at school, I haven't seen her in a while. From my car I've been watching the school gate for two weeks but no sign of her. I hope she's okay. 

8.15 AM

Since the accident at school with Jimin and Namjoon, things have been silent. I studied at home instead of taking classes. That way there's no chance to encounter Jimin again. That day, Namjoon gave me a ride home as I requested. I just cried and slept all day. Everything's just super awkward right now. There's almost no communication between me and my fake boyfriend. Nothing more than a smile and a nod are exchanged whenever I see him. I'm too scared to talk about it. Luckily I have Min who cheers me up during the dance classes.

My 'teaching career' is going really well. It improves my dancing and Min's dancing skills which brings me a lot of satisfaction. Besides that, I also earn a good amount of money. My dance teacher Miss Kim has seen my improvement. Last night we had a long conversation about the solo dance part. There's a big chance that I will be the lucky girl to perform it. All the time I don't spend at studying, I spend dancing. Every day I practice for at least four hours. Sometimes I even skip dinner just to practice even more. Right now I'll do everything to officially be THE dancer of our academy. Dancing is the only thing I can use to put my attention to.

Today is the day. I'm nervous af. Getting rid of my dirty old clothes I start again and there I stand. Right in front of the school gate. Finally, after two weeks and a half, I have the guts again to face him. Looking fine as hell I enter the classroom with all the confidence I could find. He's not even here yet. I crack a smile out of relief and the teacher welcomes me back to class. The school bell announces to us that another boring day at school will begin. I look around and see all these depressed and exhausted expressions. Not me though. To my surprise, I'm actually happy being here again.

During class, I get a text from Joshua. "Hey cutie, come by for the usual order today? Haven't seen you in a while... I miss you x"  An ecstatic feeling fills up my belly and redness appears on my cheeks. How could I forget about my best friend Josh? He's been here for me all this time and I just forgot because I was too caught up in all my worries. His company, humor, and warmth might make forget everything that has happened. Just the thought of him hugging me makes me thrilled already. Joshua is like a walking source of happiness. Every time I see him, I feel good and smile all the time. I'm not sure if I should tell him about the whole Jimin - Namjoon situation though. Josh is a trustful person but I don't want him to see me differently. He probably won't ... I don't know... We'll see what happens when I get to him.