I looked away quickly,darting my eyes from him to my book. I furrowed my eyebrows and massage my temple with my fingers. Acting like I got a headache.

Great acting,Naomi.

My heart is racing like crazy but I made it look chill. I secretly hoped he won't notice that. But he already saw it though. Ugh. Great.

The bell rings and I look around to search for him but he's gone. He must've left already. School's out anyway. Freedom!

I walked out of the library and see Evie waiting for me at the front door. It's a routine. We'll wait for each other. Even though she has her friends. But I'm still her best friend. She doesn't care about what anyone is. What race they are. She love them in every way they are. Like me. We're like soul sisters.

We'd knew each other's stuff. What we like,what we don't like. What we love and what we hate. We're best friends since I stepped my foot on this school ground.

I walked myself home since Evie got a ride. I'm fine walking myself home because I love enjoying the peace around me. Dried leaves falling from trees. Cool air. People are enjoying their lives. What a nice day.

I stopped by at a coffee shop and I ordered the usual. Hot chocolate. Yum!! I left the coffee shop and walked home.

~oOo~

By the time I arrived,My hot chocolate still hasn't finish yet. Yes,I'm a slow drinker. Not to mention that I'm a slow eater too. People--who is,my family-- would ask me why I eat and drink so slow. I say,"What? I'm enjoying my food in peace. Is that wrong?"

I was actually saying the truth but they still doesn't believe me. It's a habit of mine since I was given birth.

Sometimes I'd be pissed because people just love to judge on people's weird habits. It's what we do. We liked it. If I judge them,they probably don't like it. Because it'll turn out bad.

I took a nice warm shower because I love taking a warm shower. And changed into my sports wear. I tied my hair in a neat bun.

A black bodysuit covered with navy blue crop top sweater. Along with ballet high waisted socks(the ones that you wear them like they're pants) and navy blue socks(like those warm up ones where you put them below your knee area) and my ballet shoes. Not those wooden pointed ones. Flat ones.

Yes,I'm a dancer. Only Evie knows it. No one else. Because I have a reputation in that school. They called me,The Nerd. Because I read books and I'm diligent.

I always finished my work or homework on time. If not I'll wake up around 3am or 4am to do it just for the sake of not getting blame and disappoint my favourite teachers.

Just because I read books,doesn't mean that I'm a nerd. Not gonna lie,I actually liked being called that. It feels different. I always wanted a label in school without getting any attention from students.

That's what my motto is,Silent But Deadly.

I took my small bag and put my necessities in it. I put on my headphones on and played the music while I walked myself to the dance studio. It's just a few blocks away from home.

I don't need to pay a cab to drive me there. There's too much carbon dioxide in this world. We need to decrease it. By walking there.

I arrived and greeted my choreographer,Miss Cassel. She's the friendliest teacher ever. I'm--we're lucky enough to have her here.

Usually,ballet choreographers are strict. And I do not like that. If you want to win my heart,you gotta make things interesting. Impress me.

I don't just dance ballet,I dance other types of dancing. There's so many dances that I don't even know where to start to name them.

Today,it was just me and Miss Cassel. Why? I begged mom to make me a private class with her. I don't like too many eyes watching me while I dance. It's like it wants to get into my body.

She's been teaching me some new dance moves lately and I don't complain about it. I like trying new things. Especially when it comes to dancing. It's an activity where you can be yourself,relax and dance your heart out.

We were repeating the same dance move over again and we took a break.

"Naomi,I have news for you." Miss Cassel says,smiling. Feeling excited. When I see her excited,I'm excited too. I trust her,she trust me.

"What is it? New shoes? New costume? New dance moves that I don't know about?" I joked. Laughing at her face that represents a face that says,what?

"No. You are going to be teamed up with a partner." My heart drops. A partner?

I never had a partner! I did fine dancing by myself! I don't need one! Plus,it's a boy is it? Oh god.

"But-" I was about to protest when a boy with brown hair came in through the door of the studio.

It's him.

My mouth was open. Not wide but a gasp size. He actually looked good. White shirt with designs on it and pants that are suitable for dancing. It suits him.

"Sorry I'm late,got a little traffic." He said. Taking his breath after the rushing and running he went through. I can't even see the sweat on his face.

"It's fine. Naomi,I want you to meet Tim." She gestured him to go forward as if she's signing for us to shake hands and we did. We heard ringtone coming from the corner of the studio. Her phone. "Right. Sorry,you two will be partners for now on and get to know each other while I have to take the call."

We both watched her answered the phone and we looked at each other. See if any if us would speak first.

"Are you-" we both started then stopped.

"You go first." He said.

"No,you go first."

"Ladies first."

My mouth was about to protest but I closed it back. We both chuckled. "I assumed you're the kid from the library?" I cocked my eyebrow as I tilted my head a little while pointing my index finger at him.

"And I assumed you're the girl who staring at me in the library while I was searching a book in one of the shelves?" He smirked and raised his eyebrow at me,crossing his arms.

His voice sounds soothing but not deep. Crossing his arms like that--with a quick glance-- shows his perfect 6 packs. Damn.

Pretty boy got a nice face and have muscles?

My cheeks went red from the thought of him. "Uh yes. What's your name?"

"It's actually Timothy Jackson. But I go by Tim for short. So Tim Jackson." So that's his name. Interesting.

"Naomi. Naomi Parker. Your partner." This is gonna be interesting. With just one look and the way he talks,I know he's gonna bring history to me.