A few days past, and Laurance never talked to me about what was apparently so important at the restaurant. But with him not telling me, it has only bothered me more. I know I shouldn't jump to conclusions, but normally when somebody wants to talk it means they want to break up. Somebody please tell me that Laurance doesn't want to break up with me. We were, and still are I think, doing so well.

It's Monday, and we're all back in Mr. Sams class. There's been so many different types of dances performed, and they're really good. So far I've seen a few tangos and ballets, but the variety I've seen is amazing. From the emotionless expression on Mr. Sams face however, I can't tell if he's enjoying the dances.

"Mr. Laurance Zvahl and Ms. Y/N Ro'meave, it's your turn now," Mr. Sam says.

I pull the skirt of my dress down slightly, and Laurance takes my hand in his while we walk down to the front of the room. The music begins to play, and Laurance and I get into our beginning stance. He stares at ms with love, but I can't even look at him in the eyes. I'm too afraid, and mind continues to travel elsewhere to other places. But it's always to the same topic, the topic of what he meant by the talk.

Our dance ends, and I curtsy while Laurance bows. The normal clapping sound happens as we walk past Mr. Sam. He tells us that we did a good job, but I think he's told evsryone that so far.

"Mr. Ryder Hood and Ms. Emmalyn Conners, it's turn now."

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"So Italy, huh?"

We invited Katelyn, Aphmau and Kawaii~Chan over to hang out. Alex has finally informed us that her and Shawn have broken up because Shawn was trying to force her to go to Italy with him. I never liked him anyway, so this only adds another reason to call him a dick.

"Kawaii~Chan is so sorry!"

Aphmau smiles lightly, "I'm sure everything will be fine. You'll find somebody better than Shawn!"

"It wouldn't be that hard," I cough out.

She hasn't cried, and oddly, she's happy about the break up. Hell, with any break up I ball my eyes out, or get angry. Even fictional break ups.

"I'm fine," Alex says. "I'm fact, I think towards the end I was just forcing myself to think that I was happy. . . There was somebody else the entire time."

I suddenly get a text, and I look down at my phone to see That it's Laurance saying that he wants to talk now and to come to him dorm room right away.

I excuse myself, and I begin to walk all the way over to male dorms. Once I find Laurance's, I knock on the door.

He opens the door for me, and I walk in quietly and sit on his bed. His room is sort of dark, but it's fine I suppose.

"So um. . . I don't know hoa to say this," he says, and my heart breaks.

"Then don't say it at all," I rush out.

He stares at me, and I feel almost like I'm going to cry. I already know what he's going to say, but I don't want to admit that my feeling is correct. I don't want to hear that we're breaking up.

"Y/N, you know how much I care for you, but I think we should take a break. See other people, you know?"

I look at him in disbelief. I don't want to believe it. It can't be true. Please, don't let it be true.

"What happened? We were so happy!"

"Y/N," he says slowly and pauses for a minute. "I'm just joking. Did you like my prank?"

I stood up from the bed. I wasn't afraid of breaking up anymore, but I was furious.

"You're an ass Laurance. A real ass," I yell and storm out of his room.

"I was kidding!" He yells as I walk father away from him. I want to keep much space between us as a I can right now. I just need time to cook down.

"You don't joke around with somebody like that!"

Thats when I full on sprinted to my dorm room ignoring the tear flowing free from my eyes. Bursting into the room, I startle the girls. That's until I feel a few pairs of arms wrap around me in a hug.

"Shh," Aphmau cooes softly. "Let it all out. After that, you can tell us what happened if you want."

I can take a joke. I'm the kind to make a joke, or even a prank. But this, this wasn't a funny joke, and it hurts more than anything.