Chapter 31

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Riley's POV

The first time I see when I exit the studio to go home for the day is James getting into a car with Michelle.

Our eyes met for a second. He paused, and I showed a look of confusion and hurt.

After what happened in the studio. He didn't want me to stop. He wanted us to kiss. If it wasn't for everyone, we would have. Yet, he still chose Michelle over me.

James's POV

Riley. What I was doing was wrong. I wanted to be with Michelle. But whenever I'm with Riley, it's just like it's the two of us in the world. It was cliche, but it was true.

Michelle brought me up to her bedroom, a large room painted pink, along with everything else in it. It was almost hard on the eyes. She shuts the door behind us, and I look around.

There was a flat screen TV, a desk, a queen sized bed. On a bedside table was a picture of A Troupe, but it had one flaw. Riley was cut out of the picture.

"Why did you cut Riley out?" I ask Michelle.

"It was an accident." She replies, but I knew she was lying.

"Why do you hate her so much? She never did anything to you." I state.

"She's just...I can't even explain it. She's annoying, rude, and dumb." She replies.

"How so?" I ask.

"She's rude because she never speaks to anyone and never wants to spend time with anyone from the studio, and she's annoying because she's obsessed with you, and she's dumb because she knows that you clearly have a girlfriend and yet she still thinks that someone like herself has a chance with someone like you." She explains. Anger fills me by that one response.

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Riley's POV

The next day I walk into the studio, earlier than usual. I left early to get some extra practice in.

I was dancing a solo that I had choreographed for myself. When I heard someone walk in just like I had yesterday when James walked in. And ironic enough, it was James again.

"Hey." He says smiling as he approaches me.

"Hey." I reply, wiping the sweat off my forehead.

"Riley, I want to talk about yesterday." He says slowly.

"James, I'm sorry about yesterday and-"

"I broke up with Michelle." He cuts in.

"Y-you did w-what?" I stutter. He smiled shyly, looking at the ground. But than he looked back up at me again.

"I said I broke up with her. Riley, you're the one I want to be with." He states.

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