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Chapter 49

“All my life, I never wanted any love from myself but others and now I am an utterly empty vase.”[Jacqueline]

I took a few deep breaths to calm myself, readying myself mentally for another twirling.

“Forget Everything Jacqueline. Forget that you are here. Just pretend you are in your room, dancing on your favorite beats and nobody is watching you.” Roman said huskily, looking at me with a sincerity that I never thought he was able to have. I exhaled and closed my eyes.

“Help me.”

He chuckled, the voice that fell in my ears today felt delighting. Something that I would like to hear again.

“That’s what I have been doing since the last 10 Minutes baby.”

My eyes flew open at his endearing words, gazing in his dark pools.

‘Did he just call me, baby?’

‘Something that Remo calls me.’

“What did you just call me?” I asked looking up at him, he was too tall and by now my neck was hurting from so much craning. Since we stood quite close, all I was able to see was his smile and prominent nose. Until he looked down, his black eyes t****ling mischievously. His long lashes drooped almost as if to fascinate me. His dark natural hair rebelled and fell over his forehead giving me a euphoric feeling as my heart thudded inside my chest harder. I swallowed harder to keep myself in control.

“Hey you two, what are you doing? Focus here, Guys. You were not able to do this simple step from the last ten minutes. Come on, try again and get it done.” Dance Teacher shouting brought me out of

my reverie and I looked down at the ground murmuring a small apology.

“It’s okay. Now focus on the steps.”

I couldn’t deny the fact that she was right, almost all couples had gotten better at doing the steps other than us.

“Just Look at me, Jacqueline.”

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I bit my lip and c***ed my head upwards looking at him.

“Good Girl. Now follow my cue.”

I mentally rolled my eyes.

‘Hmph! Why does he sound like Remo So much!’

“Come closer.”

I walked the last two steps between us and stood in front of him just a breath away. His hand instantly came forward circling my waist as he held me much closer.

“Now repeat after me and follow what I say. Or what you are saying to yourself.”

I nodded at him looking up.

“Two steps back.”

“Two steps back,” I said flatly.

I stepped away from him two steps immediately.

“Twirl.”

He held one of my hands and gave me a jerk. I immediately twirled, muttering a small twirl-twirl.

“Hands-on the chest of Daddy.”

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He jerked me towards himself as I muttered.

“Hands-on the chest of Daddy.” And placed my hands on his chest. I gaped at him after realizing what I just said.

‘This jerk.’

The voice of applause broke my stare away from his face. The Music stopped followed by the noise of shoes scr***** against the floor. I looked back and saw Ma’am walking towards us. She smiled and clapped again.

“Well done guys. Very nice. This was much better.” She exclaimed. The Dance teacher was known for her praising behavior. But then, All teachers are supposed to be known for their praising behavior.

I smiled at her and said a small Thank you relieved to feel the torturous step was finally over.

“So now that you all have done quite a nice job in doing the step. You can go back to your cla**es. From tomorrow onwards, you have to be here in Zero periods as our choreographer will be present to teach you his steps.”

“Ma’am, won’t you be teaching us?”

“Well no. I might a**ist Sir if he would ask me to though. But guys make sure, you do the best job you can. It’s a great opportunity if sir liked someone he will devote a free dance coaching for a year. But

remember that would be for only kids that will charm him through their performances.”

The crowd cheered and broke into thunderous applause and I honestly wanted to go and ask the kids who were doing that, what could be so amazing in a free dance coaching that they were getting so crazy. But I realized a minute later as the teacher tried to calm everyone down and said to ask one question each, for it might not be a big deal but for kids who loved dancing it might be a big deal.

“Ma’am please can you disclose the choreographer’s name? We want to know. Please. Please. Please.” It was Tina who asked this question coming out of the crowd and looked at Ma’am with a t****ling in her eyes. I wasn’t surprised though, she practically worshiped dancing. I would have been surprised if she didn’t come to ask something related to it.

“Nope Guys. That’s a surprise for everyone. I don’t know which famous Choreographer is coming.”

“Oh, I understand Mam.”

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“Any other questions?”

A short timid girl stepped out from the crowd and asked timidly.

“Yes, Ma’am. I have one.”

“Ask right away.”

“May I be disqualified from this compet**ion? I can’t dance.” It was a question I had thought of asking but I would prefer after the crowd left.

“No, you can’t. These are CBSE suggested rules, this year we will grade students according to the extra-curricular activities too. The instructions from boards are that teachers can select a student for a

random compet**ion anything that challenges them and is not their fixed talent. You will be rewarded by grades for participating though and it’s mandatory for every standard from 9th to 12th graders.”

Her response saddened me. It wasn’t fair to force kids to dance.

“Please, Mam. I can not dance.” It seemed the girl was pretty much as saddened as me as her voice felt like practically begging.

“Well. I can not do anything about it, Dear. You are selected for dance now and the decision is not made by me, it came from your cla** teachers too after very much contemplating.”

“Any other questions Guys?” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“No Ma’am.”

“Good. Now Get going.”

Few people grumbled curses in a low voice and I was one of them. As the crowd moved forward I slowed my pace to get away from Rohan. But as if he was a ghost, his pace automatically slowed down. I cursed him heavily. At that moment I realized he was not going to leave me anyway so I increased my pace. As we arrived at the gate of our cla**room I hurried inside finally sighing in relief. If I stood near him I knew he would never let me leave without teasing me. I don’t know why I felt that I just knew.