Turning point | Sean and Kaycee

01 - Did I miss something?

"If you could just stop biting your lips like they're freaking chewing gum, that would be great Kaycee..."

An annoyed, but slightly amused, Bailey Sok elbowed me in the ribs, finally snapping me out of my state of trance. Now she was laughing loudly at me, maybe thanks to the confused look I had on my face.

"What's with you today?" she asked a little more seriously after a bit. "You're never this nervous in class..."

Honestly, I couldn't blame her concern. Over the last fifteen minutes I had kept my eyes glued to the door, scanning through every single person who entered the room. It was a strange behaviour for me, since I'm always thrilled and all smiley when I take dance classes.

"Hem... I just... sorry" I mumbled, still distracted by people making their way in the room.

Bailey frowned, throwing me an even more confused look. I tried to put up a normal and relaxed face, stopping to bite my bleeding lips and taking a huge breath.

Stop acting like this is the end of the world, Kaycee. It was gonna happen eventually...

"I am just tired, Bails... don't worry about it."

I smiled weakly at her, managing to avert my gaze from the door. The class would have started any minute now, so I stretched out my legs and tried to focus.

We were taking Tricia's hip hop masterclass at the Millennium Complex today. I hadn't seen Tricia in a while, and that's why, a month ago, I didn't think twice when I signed up for it. But right now I wasn't so sure about it.

Mostly because since that day things had changed a lot. Oh boy, if they had changed.

"Yeah, no joke you're tired." She nodded at my words a little more relaxed. "You performed on World of Dance only a week ago... I can feel my muscles ache just thinking at the amount of insane training you and Sean did for that."

Sean

Suddently I felt the need of getting up and start pacing. Just hearing his name was driving me crazy again.

Bailey stared at me from her spot on the floor. I could see her brain working, trying to understand my idiotic attitude.

"Wait... where is Sean? Isn't he taking this class too?" she suddently asked.

I opened my mouth to give her a decent answer, but I was beat to the punch when a sleepy and distracted Sean Lew entered the room making his way to the side.

With a quick look at his features I could tell he was tired. His eyes were a little red, he had bags underneath them, and the way he walked was slow and inattentive.

That was so not "Sean style". Guess I wasn't the only one concerned today.

He didn't saw us right away, so he just put his gym bag on the floor and scanned - concern all over his face - the entire room full of people.

Great... he is checking if I came...

"Oh, here he is!" exclaimed Bailey out of the blue. "Sean! Right here!"

She started waving her arms like crazy, trying to get his attention. I sorta panicked.

"No, Bailey... wait..."
"What, why?"

I tried to stop her but it was too late. He turned around and finally saw us. His eyes landed on Bailey first, and I saw him smile to her like always.

But then he noticed me.

When we locked eyes, I could see his smile slowly fading away, replaced by an unreadable look. He suddently tensed up and froze where he was, on the other side of the room.

I couldn't move either. I just wanted to sink into the floor and disappear.

Great. What now?

"Okay, what the hell is happening here?" Bailey whispered to me, now extremely confused. She looked between the two of us, probably thinking we fell under some petrifing spell. "Did I miss something?"

I don't know what I would have aswered, but I hadn't the chance to discover that because Tricia entered the room greating everybody and starting the lesson.

"Good morning, folks! Are you ready to sweat?"

People gathered in a big semicircle around her, smiling and hyping themselves up.

I locked my eyes to the floor and tried to forget what -or better who- was standing just a few feet away. I didn't even listened to Tricia introducing the choreo, but I was sure that today I wouldn't have had enough focus to learn two simple steps.

"But before we start with the lesson I wanted to say one quick thing." said Tricia walking to the center of the room. "Today we have with us two amazing dancers who took part of World of Dance these past weeks. I know them since they were little and I just wanted to say that I'm very proud of what they accomplished. Sean and Kaycee, can you please come out here for a second?"

Oh God...

Tricia was smiling brightly, looking for me in the crowd. Eventually she found me in the back, and motioned for me to come out. I couldn't say no to her, and definitely I couldn't run away, so I slowly made my way to her, eyeing Sean do the same on my left.

"Guys, I'm so, so proud of you. You were amazing!" she engulfed us in a tight hug, leaving us no choice but reciprocate. Then she spoke to the whole class, pushing us on the front. "Let's give a hand for them, they deserved it!"

People started applauding and cheering while we stood there, side by side, unconfortable and akward.

This situation couldn't be worse. I knew I shouldn't have shown up. That was my mistake, and now I had to deal with it.

The applause didn't last long, probably because people noticed we were stiff like two pieces of wood.

Walking back to our spots, Sean threw me a weird look. I tried to ignore it and just turned my back to him, zig zagging through the crowd. I had just reached my bag and pulled out a water bottle when I felt a hand grabbing my wrist.

I knew it was him. But I turned around praying I was wrong.

Of course I wasn't.

We locked eyes and I immediately felt chills travel all over my body. Was I helding my breath? Probably.

He leaned in, getting closer to my ear, and with a firm voice said: "We need to talk."

Of course. I knew it was the best thing to do. We couldn't act like that around each other again, we were dance partners after all. We needed to sort things out.

Finally I nodded, incapable of letting out any sound. He threw me a last look, then he turned away, leaving my wrist and walking in the opposite direction.

I was soon joined by Bailey, who wisely didn't say anything. She just squeezed my hand, sensing my nervousness and now probably figuring out what was the cause of it.

While turning my attention to Tricia and her choreo I realized that my worry had started to mix with fear.

Me and Sean had to talk, I knew it.

But talking would have meant bringing up the Division Finals, and bringing up the Division Finals would have meant discussing about the post-elimination situation.

And therefore about the kiss. Our kiss.

And that's what scared me to death.

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A/N

I don't know...
English isn't even my first language so I'm sorry if I made mistakes. Or if this chapter is simply bad.
Well... I guess this is some sort of experiment. Hope it doesn't suck.
See ya