POV: Emma. October 21st. The Big Dance. Don't play the song in header until I tell you! 😘

I dedicate this chapter to BbPaige anime1223 InsufferableKnowItAl thank you so much for supporting my new story darlings. ❤😘 this story has a deep meaning to me.

I had ballet practice Saturday afternoon for The Nutcracker performance we were putting on during Christmas time. I was a snowflake in the core dancing with the SugarPlum Fairy.

I was so anxious wanting rehearsal to hurry up and be over so I can get home to get ready for the dance tonight. I had so much to do plus pack my over night bag for Tucker's house. I told my mom I was staying with a girl named Sherry after the dance who was a friend from school. Surprisingly my mom bought it. Even though Sherry didn't exist in my world at least.

"That's it for today everyone class dismissed. We'll begin with the opener next week." My instructor announced and finally I could leave. As I was turning around I noticed the company's director George Allan standing in the doorway glaring at me.

"Emma, would you join me in my office please when you are finished changing?" Mr. Allan asked with a dark smirk across his face.

I nodded and went to change into my street shoes. I wondered what he wanted? I had only met with him once briefly before when I first made the company. George Allan was a big name in the Ballet community. I had heard of him of course but I hadn't had a deep personal one on one conversation him until now.

He was a retired danseur from London with an extremely horrible reputation. Mr. Allan had an amazing career and was hurt during a performance a few years back so he began teaching. The DBC offered him the director position last year apparently.

I had heard the nasty rumors swirling around the company per usual. Just like in any other company gossip. However, these were pretty forth right in the disrespectful department. People either hated him or loved him.

Apparently he was a slave driver of a teacher. They called him Hitler behind his back. I hadn't experienced this because he only worked with the soloists. I had been witness to some pretty intense fighting between both of the lead soloists in the company arguing with him in the lobby of the studio. Needless to say it wasn't pretty.

The other rumors about Mr. Allan was that he slept with anyone wearing point shoes. He had had many affairs and some had caused major problems. I stayed away and kept my mouth shut. Now he wants to speak with me. Ugh...

* Clears throat to announce who George Allan is. This is how I have him pictured in the story. Alan Rickman's character from Die Hard. You're welcome bitches. 😂😍😘

I knocked on the already opened door to his office. Mr. Allan was sitting behind his desk drinking a hot cup of tea.

"Come in Emma. Have a seat." Mr. Allan welcomed me to sit in an open chair in front of him. He was handsome and debonair but I wasn't attracted to him in the slightest because I only had eyes for one man. My Tucker. I was blinded by love clouding all of my surrounding visions of any other male presence. Tucker was all I needed and wanted.

Mr. Allan spoke as I sat down.

"We haven't had a chance to really talk yet Emma. To get to know one another. Especially us both being from London. We've got to look out for each other don't we?" He flirtatiously winked at me placing his tea on his desk. "Do you like Dallas? How's the company been treating you?" He gestured in a concerning tone.

"I've really come around to liking Dallas. I do miss home of course, but I found something to keep me occupied." I smiled thinking of Tucker.

"So you're enjoying DBC then?" He questioned. Of course that's what he thought I meant.

"Oh, yes. I feel honored to be apart of the DBC." I replied with a fake grin. Mr. Allan returned his glance with a devilish smile and a violent look in his eyes.

"Do you have any other interests Emma? Outside of the ballet and school? Surely, a beautiful girl such as yourself has a boyfriend." He licked his lips and slowly closed them to touch with contemplation behind those sneaky glossy eyes.

"As a matter of fact, I do." I was extremely annoyed. Why was he asking me this? What business is it of his if I have a boyfriend or not?

"Well I hope he realizes what an amazingly talented and beautiful woman he's got standing beside him." Mr. Allan swallowed and slightly bit his lower lip leaning backwards in his chair. I had had enough and needed to get going.

"Mr. Allan," I was quickly interrupted by Him correcting me. "Call me George, darling." I wanted to roll my eyes.

"Mr. Allan, I'm sorry but I have go home and get ready for the homecoming dance tonight. My boyfriend is taking me. If you'll excuse me." I stood up to shake his hand. Mr. Allan took my hand into his and jerked me forward running into his desk.

"I look forward to getting to know you Emma. On a more personal level." He finished with that same devilish smile. And I quickly removed my hand from his tight grip.

I left not saying a word. I walked out not giving him any sort of idea that there'd ever be anything between us but a professional relationship. Nothing but acquaintances working together in the DBC.

What a damn perv and an arse to boot!

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I finally finished getting dressed and put on my last touches of makeup. My fake eyelashes were seriously my favorite accessory. I put on my heels and picked up Tucker's boutonnière off my nightstand, along with my overnight bag to bring with me to Sherry's house later.

Emma's Dress for the dance 😍❤

I heard the doorbell ringing and rushed down the stairs. I saw my Tucker looking devastatingly handsome in a gray suit. He could stop traffic because of his exuding sex appeal.

Tucker and my parents were talking as I walked down the stairs. Tucker saw me out the corner of his eye and immediately stopped talking to turn and watch me come down.

"Emma you are stunningly beautiful." Tucker glowed with happiness smiling at me and helped me down the last few steps. He kissed my cheek when I finally reached him.

"Tucker you look so handsome as always. I love your suit." I couldn't believe that this man was in love with me.

Tucker kissed my cheek again and I saw my mum slightly smile.

He then opened the plastic clear box containing my pink rose corsage and placed it on my wrist. I tried to pin Tucker's boutonnière to his lapel but I had a hard time. My mum finally stepped in and did it for me. My dad had the camera in his hands a snapped a quick picture of this unforgettable event. Seeing my mum being nice to Tucker was an event.

Tucker and I took our pictures in the living room in front of the fireplace. My mum said something I would never forget. "You two really do make a perfect couple." And gave us a grin. She had tears in her eyes. I couldn't look at her long because I knew I would start crying.

We said our goodbyes and Tucker picked my bag up to wrap around his body. My parents found out about Tucker driving a motorcycle obviously. Mum went completely off her nutter about it at first. But dad told her that he'd seen Tucker drive and he was very responsible. Mum agreed to let me ride with him after that. I was very thankful. We left for the dance getting onto Tucker's Harley and waved goodbye again to my parents standing on the porch watching us leave.

Before the dance Tucker ran by his house and tossed my bag inside so we wouldn't have to worry about it.

We arrived at the school gym where the dance was being held. The gym looked very nice with red and white streamers hanging above us with a band on stage making everyone dance.

Tanner instantly noticed us walking up to greet us along side with his date. That tosser, Jeanie Jones.

We danced what felt like all night long. Tucker was an excellent dancer. He had amazing rhythm and got down to every song, never letting me go. Tucker could do everything well. There seriously wasn't anything he couldn't do that he didn't put his mind too. Everyone watched us dance in envy.

Our principal, Mr. Peters joined the stage to make an announcement on the microphone.

"Can I have everyone's attention please! Quiet! Quiet!" He yelled making the mic screech.

"I am here to proudly announce this year's 1967 Homecoming King and Queen! First your King!" Mr. Peters paused and opened the envelope he was holding. "Mr. Tucker Knox!" The entire room cheered. I knew he would win. Everyone loved him so much. Tucker planted an adoring luscious kiss on my lips then joined the Mr. Peters on stage to recieve his crown.

"And your Queen is...Jeanie Jones!" Mr. Peters beckoned but she got way less of a cheer from the crowd. I thought who did she know to rig this? I overheard a girl say "Well looks like the after school internship with Mr. Peters paid off." My stomach turned.

"Now the Homecoming King and Queen will commemorate the occasion as tradition." The band started playing...

PLAY SONG IN HEADER THEN COME BACK! 😘

Tucker grabbed the mic out of Mr. Peters hand with a look of shock came across that old bastard's face.

"Screw that I'm dancing with my beautiful girlfriend Emma Watson!" And dropped the mic on the stage.

"Detention Monday morning Mr. Knox!" Mr. Peters yelled and his voice cracked. Tucker turned to face him and saluted him in mocking. He jumped off the stage and slid into where I was standing wrapping me into his body making us do a complete circle.

I laughed in glee at what he had just done for me.

Tucker took my hand and twirled me around and dipped me. As he raised me back up he placed his hand behind my neck kissing me as we stood swaying to the music.

"Tucker you didn't have to do that!" Secretly thinking he was the most wonderful man on the planet and yes he did that for me.

He looked into my eyes with such infinite love.

"Yes I did, baby. I'm not dancing with any other woman besides you, Emma." He pulled me closer into his body making me feel like melted velvetta cheese oozing down a baked potato.

I saw Jeanie out of my peripheral glance green with envy giving us the stink eye while using poor Tanner. Someone needs to tell him what she's doing. He seemed to be in sheer ignorant bliss with her.

I was the luckiest girl in the world... Dreamily swaying to the music in the arms of a man who loves me just as much as I love him. I wanted this night to last forever and considering our plans for later tonight... It was only the beginning of another sublime evening we would never forget.

AWWWW!! "Life is but a dream...Oooooo."🎵🎶🎵🎶🎵 love that song!! Stay tuned for the next LOVE filled chapter!!! 😘😘 love y'all!!!