MY Yellow

Chap - 1

A/N: guys this is just a filler chap and I really hope u like this book.

Olivia's PoV

"Mommy! Wake up! We have class to-day!!"

I opened my eyes to see my two three-year-olds jumping on my bed, shouting with every ounce of energy their tiny bodies could hold.

"Yeah, yeah... I'm up," I groaned, sitting up as they beamed at me, proud that they had successfully dragged their mother out of sleep. Honestly, who needs an alarm clock when you have them?

"Alright, kids, go brush your teeth. I'll be in the bathroom changing if you need me," I said, watching them scamper off to their room.

With a sigh, I headed to the bathroom.

My morning routine was quick. I slipped into a pair of baggy pants and a tank top, tied my hair into a messy bun, and went downstairs to make breakfast for the three of us.

Bacon and eggs—simple, fast, and something they'd actually eat.

When I went to check on them, they were running around their room half-dressed, chasing each other with no sense of time whatsoever.

"Guys! Come on, hurry. We're running late," I said, helping them get dressed before we all sat down to eat.

20 minutes later

After a very musical car ride, my kids singing the new nursery rhyme they learned in kindergarten, we finally reached my dance school.

Yes, I'm a dance teacher. I guess you can tell by now. Dance is my escape. It makes me feel safe, wanted, and loved. My grandma was a dancer too. She adored it just like I do. She tried to teach my mom, but Mom was never interested.

Every summer, when I stayed with my grandma, she taught me secretly until eighth grade. My mom always thought dance was a waste of time. Eventually, my parents found out about our secret lessons... and the last time I ever saw my grandma was at her funeral.

After that, dance became forbidden at home. I was told to focus only on my studies. But sometimes, during lunch breaks, I'd sneak into the school gym when it was empty and dance. Other times I'd go to the music room with my friend, she'd play the piano, and I'd dance like it was the only time I could breathe.

When I finally left home, I promised myself that dance would be my life. And now... I'm one of the most well-known dance teachers around.

I specialize in contemporary and hip-hop.

...

I entered the practice room to see my students already waiting.

"Alright, everyone, settle down!" I clapped my hands, watching their little faces turn toward me. Once I had their attention, we began, returning to our haven.

Back to dance.

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Hope u guys are fine and I hope u liked this chap.

So.. I had added a luxurious penthouse pic and all before.. But.. Then.. After reading a few of your comments.. I realised.. This ain't the kind of apartment I actually had in mind while writing this.. So... Yea... I see her apartment as something... Very... Cozy and homely.. Sorry for the confusion... Also... Jsut telling ya... Olivia has 2 jobs... She owns a dance studio and also works part-time in kindergarten.