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Brett X Dancer!Reader (Part 1)

Brett’s POV

Ugh. Why… Why!? Why do I need to
learn how to dance? I came into
this university to play violin and not
dance!

They could’ve just let me play with
the rest of the musicians but
apparently all of them there were
the failing students...

I didn’t wanna be seen there.

I was looking into the dance studios
to see if anyone was willing to be
my partner for the dance.

I was wearing a plain white shirt,
some denim jeans and jacket. I was
fiercely playing with the buttons on
the end of my jacket sleeves.

*Sigh*

Yeah, it isn’t going too well... No
one.

Might as well just bail on the prom
tomorrow evening.

“Hey Brett!”

Someone called to me from
behind. It was Eddy, running to
catch up to me.

“Yep?” I replied, tired from all the
walking that I just did.

“Any luck?” He said, a bit out of
breath.

“Nope.” I gave him a poker face.

“Why not ask Y/N? She seems nice.”
Eddy suggested.

My face lit up at the mention of her
name.

Y/N? Why didn’t I think of her? But,
will she even agree?

She’s so good at dancing, I might
just embarrass myself in front of
her.

“Bro? You still there? You spaced
out when I mentioned Y/N...” Eddy smirked.

“Yep, I’m still here. Sorry, gotta go
though.” I said, suddenly walking
away from Eddy to look for Y/N.

“Good job Eddy,” Eddy mentally
gave himself a pat on the shoulder.

”Welp, I should go back to my
partner.” He went back into the
other dance studio.

Reader POV

I was alone in the studio, finally. The
rest of the students left after
practicing their routines and now
it’s just me.

I turn away from the mirror to
remove my mint flannel, so now I’m
only wearing my white nike crop
top, some black leggings, and my
classic mint green Vans.

I connect my phone to the
speakers and start playing “Indigo”
by Niki. The start of the routine is at
the second verse. (Choreography
by Jade Chynoweth)

I bounce towards the center of the
room getting ready to dance the
routine.

Know you like a little attitude

The routine starts, and boom. I’m in
my zone once again.

A little spunk, a little gumption
Well baby, have a little gratitude
Cuz’ I can be sweet, or poised
Or a little too feisty to function

*Skip near the end of the routine;
cue Kaycee Rice’s freestyle*

Like oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah

I turn back doing my oh-so
awesome moves to end the choreo,
but I come face to face with a guy
in glasses instead.

“Gah! What the hell?!?!” I got scared
out of my skin and jumped so high
(I can touch the sky... no? Hehehe).

... It turned out to be Brett... My cheeks lit up.

“Oh, uhm... Sorry, didn’t mean to
scare you.” He said, in a hushed voice.

I calmed down and took my water
bottle to drink some water.

“Sorry for screaming.” I apologized.
“Is there anything you need?”

“Well, I wanted to ask you if you
could teach me how to waltz and
maybe be my partner for the
prom?” He said, walking up to me.

“Sure! I can be your partner for the
prom,” I replied happily. “But, I need
you to be able to master the waltz
tonight. Or at least tomorrow
morning.”

“That’s great! When can we start?”
Brett’s eyes lit up at my response.

“Maybe in about 1 or 2 hours. I still
have to train.” I rubbed the back of
my head and gave an apologetic
smile.

“It’s alright, where can we meet
after your training?” Brett asked.

“Meet me at the gate of the school
in two hours. And make sure you’re
in sports clothing.” I instructed him.
He nodded and went on his way.

*Time skip to after training*

Brett POV

I waited for Y/N in my “sports
clothes”, which consisted of my
gray joggers, pink hoodie, and
rubber shoes, as she told me to,
with my phone in my hands and
earphones in my ears.

Listening to Tchaikovsky’s Violin
Concerto in D Major, currently in
2nd Movement, I see Y/N walking
towards me, while drinking water.

“Hey Brett! Ready to go?” She
asked me as she put her water
bottle away. “You might want to
remove your earphones, hahaha.”

“Why?” I asked, but I did what I was
told to anyway.

“Let’s jog! Lezgooo!!!” She said and
started jogging not allowing me to
say anything.

We jogged to the right of the
school gate, passed 7 blocks of
houses, turned right by a bakeshop, and finally took another right to be
faced with a short but wide
building. I guess it’s the condo she
lives in?

“We’re here!” She said not even out
of breath. Boy is she in good
shape... And me.. Uhm, yeah. I just
practice with my violin.

I am very out of breath.

“You goo- okay nevermind. Here,
have some water.” She handed me
her water bottle. “Thanks,” I said,
and drank.

“Let’s just use the elevator, ehehe.”
She gave out a little giggle.

We went into the building, and
took the elevator to the rooftop.

As we got to the roof, I noticed that
it was just us. ALONE.

We’re alone... ALONE... on a rooftop.

My thoughts started to run wild,
but immediately snapped out if it
as soon as she started to play the
piece we were gonna waltz to.

It was Tchaikovsky’s Sleeping
Beauty Waltz. A very well-known piece.

“Let’s get started?” She held her hand out to me.

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A/N: Hi guys! Here's a Brett x Reader:)
This is just part 1 so stay tuned! I might post part 2 by Saturday or Sunday.
See you guys soon!

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