Rhythm Of Heart: A Dance Of Love And Rivalry

3(You are the best)

I led the two to the practice room of our class with other students. "So, what are you both exactly doing here for only two months?" Yati questioned crossing her arms over her chest. "Well, to be exact we came to visit our childhood country, but here my bestfriend who is obsessed with dancing wanted to join some classes to use him time wisely. That leads us here" Satvat said leaning on the wall matching Yati's position who just raised her brows. 

I looked at him and then the other boy but found him already looking at me. I looked at him waiting for him to say anything, but he just move a foot closer and smirked at me. God, I was not wrong about him being a foot taller than me. But I am 5"5, does that make him 6"5? Is that even possible? Suddenly Someone cleared their throat, and clapped their hands. I turned and saw Rishita signaling at me to start the dance. I nodded and went towards the music system. 

I turned to Abhinav and Satvat. "Okay, guys, find yourselves a spot. We're about to start the routine we've been practicing."

Abhinav put his hands at the back and leaned down to match my height. . "Hope you're ready for some competition Miss. captain" The deep voice, the honey colored eyes, the stare. Wait what? What did he say? "What do you mean?" I asked my brows furrowed. He went back to standing straight, the smirk adoring his face again. 

"Ready to have some competition Miss. captain?" He said again, but this time loud enough for everyone to hear. "Oh please, You will give competition to our Gaurangi? Impossible. They way her body moves, you could only dream of it" Yati said rolling her eyes. "Dreaming about her body? Why not" Abhinav snickered looking at me with that ugly smirk. God yati why did you have to say that. 

"Oi, can you at least stop being a pervert between ladies. Be a gentlemen dude" Satvat scoffed rolling his eyes. "Le-ets just start with the dance. I suggest you both stand at the back to learn the moves" I said motioning them to the back. 

As the class commenced, I led the routine with precision. I closed my eyes, letting the music guide my movements. It was an intimate connection, a dialogue between my body and the melody. The moments my eyes opened, they locked gaze with those honey colored ones. 

The honey-colored eyes bore into mine, a silent challenge exchanged in that momentary connection.

 Abhinav, standing at the back, mimicked the steps with an ease that hinted at his natural talent. I stopped in between to look at everyone's steps and movements. I noticed the two boys trying to mimic the steps. They way Satvat was moving his body caused me to laugh internally. He didn't look like he ever danced. 

The routine came to an end, met with applause and smiles from the class. As the room settled into a post-dance glow, Abhinav sauntered forward with that smirk still playing on his lips. "Not bad, Miss Captain," he remarked, a glint of mischief in his eyes.

Seriously, forget about his handsomeness. He's such an egoistic, full of himself person. 

I met his gaze, my own eyes narrowing slightly. "We're not here for compliments. Let's see if you can keep up with the pace when the routine gets complex."

Abhinav chuckled, a sound that carried a hint of confidence. "Complex, simple—it doesn't matter. I'm up for the challenge."

I glared at him, and crossed my hands. "Say everyone, shouldn't the newbie show his moves to us?" I asked and saw everyone nodding their head. I smirked at him and motioned my hand at him, "The stage is yours, don't make a fool of yourself" snickering I went and sat at the corner of the room. 

He went to the center and bowed at everyone, then he looked in my direction and winked at me. My eyes went twice their original size. Is he for real? I looked around to see if anybody noticed, fortunately none of them were interested in the boy's eyes like I was. Ok Gaurangi, what the hell?