Imagine This.

Pour It Up Six

You

You walk in the building with your new fancy attire, black leggings, and a fancy peach blouse. You follow Michael since he knows the place well and he presses the elevator button. You tap your foot and shake your leg subconsciously. "Are you nervous?" Michael chuckles and you sigh deeply as you step into the elevator. "I don't think I can do this Michael, I've been dancing since I was ten..it's all I know" his jaw drops and he places his hand in the middle of your back and guides you out Into the hall and into his office. He shuts the door and a tear drops.

You furrow your eyebrows and step back "Are you okay Michael?" He wipes it and sits behind his wooden desk and leans back on the leather chair. "That's so sad, no child is supposed to be exposed to that. Where are your parents?" You frown and sit down, fighting the tears.

"I don't know" You burst in tears and Michael wraps you in his arms and lets you cry in his chest. "It's okay" he rubs your back and you seem to calm down and you dry your red eyes. He smiles lightly and dries your eyes with a tissue. You grow embarrassed and look away.

"Look at me" You slowly look at his almond eyes "We have a lot to-" There's a knock on the door and a woman with dirty blonde hair enters the room with a big rock on her finger, it's hard to miss. You smile awkwardly and observe.

She's tan and has a small frame, very different from yours. Yours starts at your tiny waist and then to your big hips. She's wearing a black dress and it looks like a square on her. You shrug and look at Michael's shocked face. I guess he didn't know she'd be here.

"Hey baby"

What do you think is next?

I will update again tonight, but I'm at Walmart so... Lol. COMMENT AND VOTE!!