Chimere
I rolled my
eyes at the sound of my phone going off. Who’s calling me this early? I checked
and saw Aubrey was calling. “Hello?” I yawned into the phone.
“Sorry, did
I wake you?” He asked. I looked at the time and rolled my eyes. He knows that I
don’t get up this early.
“Yeah you
did but you already know that Aubrey.” I sat up and waited for him to talk.
“So how’s
it going Mere?” He questioned. I know he didn’t call me at no seven in the
morning just to ask how it’s going.
“What do
you want Aubrey? We both know that I’m not a morning person so make this quick,”
I spoke.
“Look Shad
came over two days ago and we got to talking,” he started but I cut him off.
“You talked
to Shad?” I haven’t talked to Shad in years but after Aubrey’s mother died, we
all had a fallout.
“Yeah and
he wants me to help him coach the girl’s dance team at Lenore,” he finished.
“And you’re
telling me this why?”
“I need
your help Mere.”
“No,” I
automatically said.
“You won’t
even think about it?” I sighed and contemplated for a minute.
“Alright I
thought about it and the answer is still no. Girls are too much drama to coach
and I didn’t dance in high school for a reason Aubrey,” I reminded him.
“Come on
Mere. It’ll be the three of us again. I know we all don’t keep in touch as much
as we used to and I want to change that. I think this could help get me out of
this mood I’ve been in for the past couple of years. Do it for me please,” he
pleaded. I let out another sigh and felt bad. I knew how bad it got after his
mom died so if he’s willing to do something like this then I might as well
support him.
“Alright
Aubrey,” I agreed. He always knew how to pull me in.
“Thank you
so much! We have practice today at eight,” he said.
“Aubrey!
It’s seven o’clock right now! You know I live half an hour away and it takes me
more than thirty minutes to get ready,” I snapped at him.
“Love you
too Mere.” He hung up as I rushed out of bed and into the bathroom.
~~~
I walked
into the gym and everyone went silent. I observed the pack and they didn’t look
so bad but even the nicest looking girls knew how to start drama.
“Oh don’t
let me interrupt,” I smirked slightly and hugged Aubrey. I went over to Shad
and hugged him.
“Thank
you,” Aubrey mouthed to me and I nodded. They let me have the floor to talk to
the girls.
“My name is
Coach Chimere. You will not address me without the word coach in front of my
name. I am not your friend, I am your coach. Coach Graham, Shad, and I will be
transforming this dance team into a winning one. I do not lose and I don’t plan
to. Whatever problems you have with each other, you deal with them outside of
practice. Bring that in here and I will personally have a word with you. I
don’t deal with bullshit so don’t bring any. Do you have any questions?” I
looked around as they all quickly shook their heads no. “Perfect,” I smiled as
we sat down to get started with auditions.
Drake
“Alright,”
I sighed as Shad and I sat down in chairs. The girls stayed by the bleachers
while we sat on the other side of the gym.
“Let the
auditions begin.” He rubbed the back of his neck while he pulled out some
pictures. We want them to tell us some things about themselves and then we’ll
have them all dance and see who we like best.
“Carrington,”
I called out. A girl walked from the bleachers and stood in front of us.
“Hi I’m Carrington
but everyone calls me Carr. I’ve danced since I was about four. I’m a sophomore
in high school and yeah,” she shrugged.
“Thank
you,” Shad smiled. She skipped away as I looked at some more names.
“She’s too
bouncy,” Mere scrunched up her face.
“You say
that like it’s a bad thing. By some of the attitudes from some of these girls,
it would be nice to have someone who is nice and happy,” I laughed slightly as
I looked at the next name on the list. “Jaznae.” The girl who was speaking
earlier walked over.
“I’m Jaznae
but I go by Nae. I don’t remember when I first started dancing but I’m
obviously good at it. I’m a senior and I guess that’s it,” she shrugged. Mere
looked over at me and I recognized that look. I automatically knew that she
didn’t like her.
“Thanks
Nae,” Shad smiled at her and she walked away.
“What the
hell is up with her attitude?” Mere asked Shad.
“That’s
just how she is. She’s a really good dancer and despite what you might think,
she doesn’t cause drama. She only sticks up for Nicki but other than that she
looked like she’s unbothered by everything that’s happening around her,” he
said in her defense.
“I don’t
like her.” Mere shook her head.
“You’ll get
used to her.”
“Blakelynn,”
I called out. She walked over to us and had her hair in a high ponytail.
“I’m
Blakelynn but everyone calls me Blake. I’m a senior but I skipped a grade when
I was younger. I’ve been dancing since I was ten.” Her voice was soft. It was
almost as if she was afraid to speak.
“Thank you
Blakelynn.” I gave her a slight smile in hopes that she would actually make eye
contact but she just stared at the ground and walked away.
“What’s her
deal?” I looked over at Shad.
“She’s a
great dancer but she has a low self-confidence. She was bullied throughout ever
since she skipped a grade. Her mom moved her here this year in hopes that she
wouldn’t get bullied,” he explained.
“That
doesn’t make since. Why was she bullied? She’s pretty and seems like a smart
girl.” I was beyond confused.
“Never made
sense to me. I just never pushed it,” he shrugged.
“She seems
different to me. Like she has different views on things and maybe that’s why,”
Mere suggested as we all shrugged.
“Cenedra,”
I called out. She walked over to us and smirked at Shad.
“Hi Shad, Coach
Chimere, and Coach Graham.” She looked us over. “I’m Cenedra but everyone calls
me CeeJay. I’m a senior and I’ve been dancing since I was seven,” she said but
my eyes were focused on her lips.
“Is that a
tattoo on your bottom lip?” I asked her.
“Yeah you
like it?” She flirted.
“How did
you get a tattoo on your bottom lip? You know what, never mind.” I shook my
head not wanting to know.
“I got a
tattoo on my other set of lips too.” She winked as she walked away. I looked at
the two and we all fell out laughing.
“Hoe,” Mere
faked coughed.
“What the
hell was that?” I was horrified.
“She flirts
a lot but she’s good,” he said.
“Onika.” I
looked at her as she walked towards us. There was something different about her
but I couldn’t put my finger on.
“Hi my
name’s Onika but I go by Nicki. I’m a senior and I’ve been dancing since last
year,” she smiled lightly. It brought a slight smile to my lips. Her voice was
soft but sexy.
“How are
you the best if you’ve only been dancing for a year?” I asked her.
“I pick up
things fast. I used to do gymnastics so I have a flexibility edge but dancing
is just a different form of art. It’s a moving form and I do everything you
could imagine with performing arts so I thought I would try dance when Nae
suggested it.” Her eyes went into a daze as she talked about her passion. It
made me interested to find out more information about her. She seemed guarded
but for a reason.
“Thank you.”
I gave her an actual smile. She smiled back and turned to walk away. I looked
to call the next girl but the sight of her backside had me stuck.
“Yo what
you looking at?” Shad asked as he looked at my facial expression.
“How does
she have a waist like that but an ass like that?” I asked him. He chuckled a
little bit and shook his head.
“Why you
looking?” Mere hit the side of my head as we fell out laughing again.
“Sounds
like she got you stuck,” he smiled.
“Nah I just
never saw someone like her.” I brushed it off and looked at the list of girls.
“Casandra.”
I looked and saw her walking over to us.
“Hey I’m Casandra
but I like to be called Cassie. I’m a senior and I’ve been dancing since I was
two.” She locked eyes with Shad and then looked away. I scrunched up my
eyebrows.
“Thank you.”
Shad cleared his throat. When she walked away, I looked at him.
“What was
that?” I asked him.
“She’s
always had a little crush on me but I found out last year so it’s been awkward
every since,” he said.
“Oh.” I
nodded but it seemed like he was hiding something.
“There’s
got to be more to that story.” Mere looked over at Shad but he shook his head.
We decided not to push the subject and we proceeded on with auditions. We
finished talking to them and then had them dance for us. We showed them a
simple choreography and had the girls all do it at the same time. I noticed all
of them struggling, some more than others. Then my eyes landed on Onika. She
nailed it perfectly and we only went over it once. I felt like all the wind was
knocked out of me as I watched her. She had only danced for a year but she
nailed it better than anyone in the gym. She even did it better than what we
taught her. Casandra didn’t even nail it close to her. She was great but Onika
was incredible.
“Keep up
ladies!” I yelled. I walked over to Onika and her crew while they did the
dance.
“Good job
Bethonia and Jaznae,” I told them but completely ignore Onika. She might be one
of the best dancers but she has one of the worst attitudes. I don’t need her
ego going up. I heard her huff and mumble something under her breath.
“What did
you say?” I walked right in front of her, towering over her small figure. She
looked up at me and I swear I saw slight fear in her eyes but she pushed that
back and stood her ground.
“I said you
need to get your damn eyes checked.” She smacked her lips.
“Did I just
hear you say damn? You know what that means girls. A hundred pushups now!” I
saw all of them go to the ground while complaining.
“You can
all thank Onika.” I smiled at her and walked away.
If you haven't noticed, I post on Tuesdays so I can update weekly. I'll try to stay as consistent as possible. Anyway, that's all . I'm working on most of my stories right now so I'll have those updated as soon as possible.
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