It started when I was just walking by the dance studio on my way to my next class, music theory to be exact, when I actually saw her properly for the first time. I say properly because I’d seen her around the place on many occasions and she was a dancer, so obviously she performed in the show case at the end of each semester, and when I say she was a dancer, she was an amazing one at that. I wasn’t ever really attracted to her in the sense that I thought she’d make pretty sounds with her mouth as I fucked her against a wall, no, I was attracted to her because of the way that she moved, the way that her back arched or the way she would seemingly float from one end of the studio to the other, she was graceful and she knew her way around the floor. She was The Huntington Academy’s star pupil, but she didn’t know just how amazing she was. She really didn’t.

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Just a short intro to the story :)

Fiona
xo