*Monday Morning*
I just got done signing a contract and all that legal stuff for the record company. Fun. Only not.
I walked out into the studio and saw the BSB standing around, drinking water and talking to each other.
"Hey Micki," AJ greeted as I walked up.
"Hey, whats up?" I asked smiling.
"Hey, Micki. I meant to apologize the other day for Heather's behavior. I dont know what her problem was," Howie said coming up to me.
Wow, his eyes are beautiful. I shook the thought from my head and smiled.
"Its ok, dont think anything about it," I assured him.
"Are you sure, because I feel really bad for her being so rude to you," Howie said not believing me.
"Really, it's ok," I told him.
"Ok, let's start practice. I need to teach at least two dances today," Fatima said clapping her hands together as she walked into the studio.
"Two?!" AJ complained.
"Two," Fatima concluded.
"Damn," AJ whined.
Lupe walked into the studio right after Fatima made her announcement, she probably just got done signing a contract.
"Ok, we'll start now," Fatima said.
12 Long, Hard, Exhausting, Hours Later*
"Ok, you got two dances almost down," Fatima said sitting down Indian style in front of everyone.
Everyone followed her lead and dropped to the floor. I layed down, exhausted.
"Tomorrow 8:00 in the studio. I'll be expecting you on time," she said looking right at AJ.
"Im sorry!" AJ said looking defensive.
"Im just kidding AJ. But, I do like promptness," Fatima said getting up.
"Bye!" Kevin and Brian jumped up and grabbed their things and didnt waste a second getting out of the studio.
Fatima walked into the back, probably to take a shower.
I slowly threw my water and towel into my gym bag. I was developing a massive headache. I searched my bag for some Tylenol or something, but didnt find anything.
"Are you ok?" I heard Howie ask from behind me.
I turned around and saw that Howie and I were all alone. Damn, people dont waste time leaving, do they?
"No, not really. I have a headache," I told him smiling.
"Howie!" A loud, irritating voice bellowed from the door of the studio. We both turned and saw Heather standing their, she looked slightly pissed. Or maybe slightly is an understatement.
"Hey Heather," Howie smiled.
"Let's go," she said glaring at me.
Damn, its not like she caught us fucking on the floor in here or something. She needs an attitude justment. But, oh well.
"See you tomorrow Micki," Howie whispered and walked over to Heather.
I wonder why he follows her every command, he doesnt stand up to her. I wonder why she acts like that.
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