F O U R T E E N

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Hello! How are you all doing today?

I'll leave here a video showing what the rond de jambe fouetté is.

I know I should've done it like five chapters ago.
But well.
I'm stupid.

Btw the men at the end of this video gives me life.

That's it.
Hope you like this chapter!
See you all tomorrow.

Love you!
Mag 🦋

F O U R T E E N

"It was Harry, you bastard!" - Emily yelled at me after class.

"What was Harry?" - Niall asked.

"He slept with Harry!"

"Emily shut up!" - I said while looking around us to see if anyone had heard. - "Nobody can know."

"So it's true!"

"Yes, but shut the fuck up!"

"How was It?"

"I'm not going to give you details, he is still your teacher." - I told her.

"He is yours too, and that didn't stop you."

"I just don't want to talk about it."

"Was it that bad?" - Niall laughed.

"No, it was amazing. But stop it."

"What did he say to you?"

"Nothing, we didn't talk yet."

"Oh my God! And you have class tonight!" - Emily yelled.

"Low your fucking voice!"

"You should record the class and send it to us." - Niall said.

"No way."

"Are you nervous?" - Emily teased.

"No."

"Yes, you are. I can see it."

"I just have to talk to him. But I don't know how."

"Why?"

"Because I kinda don't want this to be only a one time thing, you know?"

"You like him!"

"That's insane, mate." - Niall added.

"You, don't you dare tell your mother, Niall. I'll kill you."

"Sure, Lou."

"I hate you both so much."

~~~

After lunch I kept biting my nails during the whole evening, that was until I returned to my bedroom and ate something as dinner, before my individual class with Harry.

You can talk to him. It's not that hard.

I walked down the hallways taking deep breaths and thinking about what I was going to say to him.
Then I entered the room, ready to talk to Harry.

"Hey!" - I said.

"Hello, Louis." - He said while connecting his phone to the speaker. - "I was thinking that today maybe we can continue with the rond de jambe fouetté, you know to make them perfect and that you get used to doing more than twenty five in a row. That way we can make sure that what you achieved on Friday night wasn't just a coincidence."

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