The Choreographer

Thirteen

April

"What you mean he hit you ?" James said getting up.

"We got into a argument and he lunged at me."

"Well you should have listened to me. I was right all along."

"You right. Sorry April."

"It's not alright."

"What ?"

"You should have listened for the first time." I said getting up walking up to her face.

We weren't the same height. So I had to look up to her. I always hated being shorter than her.

"Remember high school, he cheated on you because you used you for s*x. I comforted you that day. I was there. And now you expect me to be there when he breaks your heart, as a matter of fact, hit ? You need to go somewhere."

With that being said, I sprinted up the stairs and into the bed and sighed in exhaustation.

They don't listen but expect me to. They got me messed all the way up.

******

Today was practice and I was exhausted. It has been a while since we practiced since all that that happened.

We entered the studio and began our work. When I sat down, in front of them, James was staring pretty hard.

Thirsty much. The music stopped and they went for their break. I glanced around and didn't see James.

Well that is too bad. I looked down and seen a new text message. I opened the convo and it said....

James- ' I'm watching u