I Love You More Than I Can Ever Scream

I stood in the gigantic ballet studio, with my hands on my knees. The sweat from my palms, had left marks on my pink tights. I stood up looking at my teacher Mrs. Turing.
"That was good." She said nodding, "Your fouetté's look much better, just make sure to keep your arms in while your turning."
"Okay." I said doing the fouetté's again, making sure to take all of her corrections into consideration.
"Much better!" She yelled when I finished. "That was perfect!" It had been a month and a half since the auditions for the band. I've been settling into my new life here pretty well, aside from the constant harassing of Peter, my sister, and their friends, everything was finally starting to feel like home. I had landed the role of The Sugar Plum Fairy in the Nutcracker. It was two months away, and Andy already had his tickets. After my Saturday rehearsal today, I was going home with Andy, and we were hanging out for a few hours before the bands first gig downtown in a bar called the Ozone. Then I was spending the night at Andy's house, since we'd be home so late. I was ready to have a little fun, since I'd been working so hard at dance for the past month. I barely get days off anymore, now that I have a lead role. It's a small price to pay for something you love.
"Okay, let's run the Grand Pas de Deux from the beginning all the way to the finale, and you guys can go home and have a rest until Monday." My partner Daniel stood up, and we got ready to run the Pas de Deux in the beginning. Everytime I was lifted I felt a small rush of joy, course through my bones. I was completely in love with ballet. After the Pas finished we ran through our solos, and I felt like I was going to faint, but I kept dancing anyways, even though something in the back of my head told me to stop. Once we finished the whole thing, Mrs. Turing clapped incredibly loud.
"That was amazing! Just incredible! Both of you go get some rest!" She smiled, and I curtsied to her, and then ran out grabbing my bag. I slipped on a pair of yoga pants, and my moccasins, before running down the stairs to the lobby. Andy stood their wearing black, ripped jeans and a cotton shirt with buttons on the top of his chest. He smiled when he caught my eye. I ran to him, and caught his lips against mine.
"Hey gorgeous, you ready?" He asked me, after pulling away.
"Yes! I'm so tired!" I said groaning. He laced his fingers with mine, and we began walking to his car.
"We can take a nap back at my house If ya want?" He said smiling at me.
"That would be great!" I sighed, once I settled into the seat of his car. He smiled at me before pulling out of the parking lot, and began the drive back to his house. I had my clothes for tonight in my overnight bag. Sooner or later Andy pulled into his driveway. His parents were away for the weekend on business, so it was just me and him. I promised Amy Id film the gig for her, and Andy's father, Chris, to watch when they get back. I hopped out of the car, and Andy tossed his arm around my shoulder while we walked into his front door. We climbed the stairs to his band poster covered room, and I smiled at how used to I've become to it.
"I'm gonna change out of this leotard." I laughed.
"Awh man you look hot in it!" Andy whined, a devilish grin on his face. I rolled my eyes, and walked into his bathroom. I changed into a pair of jeans, and one of Andy's sweatshirts, I had taken home with me. He was lying on his bed when I walked out, and I crawled in with him. He wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer, and we both drifted off into a deep sleep.

Notes

I wanted you guys to see how hard Jasey works as a dancer, so that's what this chapter was mainly about. Plus this is part one of this chapter the next part will be out tomorrow! Love you guys for all the views and comments by the way! Y'all are the best I just hope you like the story!!