Page 30 of Into the Fire
Cole groaned. “Fucking damnit. Get here. I want to join.”
I smiled at his words.
“Be there soon.” I hung up and winked at my sweetheart.
She shook her head, the smile on her lips telling me all I needed to know. She’d heard Cole’s request.
She was going to be OK. Eventually, we all would be.
I just knew it.
Nobody ever went through hell without finding a way to heaven.
At least that’s what I kept telling myself.
TEN
ANSON
“Five. Six. Five. Six. Seven. Eight.” I called out the rhythm, watching as the dancers tried to learn the dance I’d choreographed. Our assignment was to teach a group a dance and perform it for the class. My group was struggling.
Rosalie winced as another dancer bumped into her and stepped on her foot. A guy named Devin tripped on his spin and knocked over two of the girls.
I sighed and cut the music.
“What seems to be the problem here?” I demanded, glaring at the students. “Did you all forget how to use your feet?”
“No offense, Anson, but this shit is hard,” a guy named Lance said. “I mean, I sing. That’s what I do.”
“Well, in this class, you also dance. Your ability to do so will determine our grades. You’re on a scholarship, right?”
He swallowed and nodded.
“Then you need this grade. So do several others. I suggest we figure out what’s going on and fix it sooner rather than later.”
“I knew I shouldn’t have signed up for this class,” another guy named Cameron muttered.
I sighed.
“Rosalie. What’s going on?”
“I suck at dancing,” she said, her cheeks darkening.
I let out a soft chuckle. I’d danced with her before. I knew that was a bunch of shit.
“Liar. We did the showcase. You were fine then.”
“That was different. The steps were easier. This is, like, street stuff. I’m not, um, street enough. I took ballet and tap. I’m not so sure I can pop it and lock it or make a fire.” She bit her bottom lip. “It’s called fire, right?”
A few members laughed.
“No,it’s fireis like it’s hot. It’s good. It’s awesome,” Danny explained. “It’s not a dance move.”
Her face reddened further. “Oh.”
I rubbed my eyes. I was really hoping she’d be able to help me out with this, but it looked like it was a lost cause.
“Maybe show us again?” Rosalie called out. “Slower this time?”
