Ariana's diary

Apart

Overwhelmed by Royal and the serpent

Ariana's pov

After the last few steps in our dance class, I took in a deep breath and wore my jacket. I was so exhausted and sweaty a little. I smiled at myself. No matter how much energy I put into dancing, I wasn't the type to get drenched in sweat. Chelsea was that type though. I turned to her to see her cleaning her face with a large handkerchief. I chuckled and took my bag.

Back in the days, Chelsea and I would have been chatting after a dance class but now, things are not the same anymore. You know why. All we did was say a few things to each other and laugh at the moment and forget it. I started feeling like I was just getting to know her. I promised myself not to get too close to someone after her confession. I felt sad about it too but I was glad we were not keeping malice or not talking to each other completely.

We were still friends but maybe not as close as before. I was fine with it just as she was.

" What are you thinking about?" A huge hand wrapped around my neck as I felt my back hit his chest. I felt the need to tell him to stop spraying a perfume that made him smell like chocolates because it was increasing my need to have chocolates everyday when I was trying to reduce it.

" Oooh." Catherine smiled and passed by us after giving me a wink. I rolled my eyes and pushed his hand off my neck.

" Stop doing that." I whispered and walked past him.

" Why did you have to whisper? You can let everyone hear you." He whispered walking beside me.

" I whispered because I am not in the mood to talk too loud." I whispered back.

" But the whispering thing is creepy. Do you have to be in a certain mood to talk properly?" He whispered again.

" Don't you get the message? I am not in the mood to talk and I don't wanna look rude so I am whispering." I reply in the same tone, a whisper.

" Why don't you want to talk?" He smiled.

" Yeah, I know you are doing the family planning thing and all but isn't it better you do it in a room with only two of you? That is way better than whispering. It would make your ideas more audible." Jamal said out loud in front of us. I looked up at him with folded arms.

I could hear giggles and people whispering to each other which made me frown a little. I hated being in the situation they were putting me in.

" Jamal? You are a guest, act like one." Mrs. Henderson said as she helped Zoey stretch her middle splits.

" He is actually right. Baby, don't you think that is better? I wonder why you don't want to go to the room. You prefer whispering on the road." Aiden said with his hand on his chin.

What the heck! I turned to him and smacked his shoulder. He yelled and held unto his shoulder falling to the ground.

Was it too hard?

" Oh My God. Did I hit you too hard?" I quickly bent down to see his shoulder. I had been getting too mean.

" It hurts. My shoulder must be red right now." He says holding to his shoulder.

" Let me see it." I said as Jamal coughed and started laughing. What was wrong with him? I pushed Aiden's other hand from his shoulder and pulled up his shirt to see his shoulder. There was not an hint of a beating there. It was normal.

I turned up to look at him. He was smiling at me. I frowned and looked around to see everyone recording what was happening.

Why was it that everything they had to do with me always required a phone.