Willa

Chapter 5

Willa stormed into the locker room and threw her bag against her assigned locker.  How dare he treat her this way!  She rolled her eyes as she thought about what he said. Jessica was not his biological but he loved her. Yeah right! He was full of bullshit. She sees how he lets Jessica get away with whatever she wants. Did he really believe that she fell for that crap?  She sat down and folded her arms trying to reign in her anger and frustration. He called me naïve! I am not some dumb child. She thought to herself.  I'll show him. I am going to that party and he can't stop me.  I finally got some friends and I will be damn if he is going to ruin my chance to celebrate Clarissa's birthday.  she thought to herself while taping her feet and putting away her street clothes.  "Willa, hurry or you are going to get in trouble for being late. We are lining up." said her dance partner Cindy.  Willa threw the rest of her things into the locker and made a bee line for the classroom door.  She skidded to a stop near the back row and assumed her stance.  "Nice of you to finally join us Willa, now we can begin with our warmup." stated Ms. Addison.  Willa glanced at Cindy and noticed she was making a goofy face behind the professors head.  Willa bit the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing out loud.  After a final glare, the final practice began.

The two girls were sitting at the back of the class on the floor trying to catch their breath.  Today's class was intense.  Willa felt so  alive after practice.  She poured all her anger and frustration out into her dance moves.  Now she was physically spent but mentally she felt like she could go another hour of dancing.  " Girl! you really showed yourself today. I was a little nervous with the kicks and arm thrust. It looked like you were punching the s**t out something or someone" giggled Cindy.  Willa smiled. "just getting out some of my aggression and turning it into dance. "  "Well, someone really pissed you off. You looked great by the way."  "Thanks." Willa responded as she saw the teacher approach them.  " Willa, may I speak with you please?"  Will stood and walked behind the teacher as she put some distance between them and the rest of the class.  " Willa, you were really expressing yourself out there today.  I saw intense passion in your moves this morning.  While I appreciate your zeal, your control was lacking."  Willa's smile slowly turned into a frown.  "Excuse me?" " Control." Ms. Addison reiterated.  " You were lacking control.  You could have injured your dance partner with your kicks and punches. You were flinging your body all around the room with no regard to where the other students were.  Some of them actually had to get out of your way to keep from being injured."  Willa looked around the room in shock. She was not aware of her proximity to the other students but did not remember hitting anyone.  " I was not aware."  "Precisely! which is why you are going to spend the next half an hour learning to control your emotions and your movements." stated Ms. Addison while dismissing the rest of the class.  Willa watched with dismay as Cindy looked at her and mouthed "sorry" as she walked out of the class with the rest of the students.  Some were looking with sympathy while others were smirking.  Willa assumed those were the ones she almost hit. Should have knocked them right up side the head.  she mumbled to herself and she watched them walk out the door.  Ms. Addison turned around and gave Willa a stern look. " Ok, miss private dancer, lets begin.  Willa spent the next half hour working up a sweat and regretting her actions.  Next time she will definitely wait until after class to have any type of conversation with her father. No more emotional dancing in this class! She prayed she would be able to walk to the bus stop and catch her bus to go home after this torture.