Meant to Be (Forever and Always #12) by E. L. Todd

Author:E. L. Todd [Todd, E. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-07-10T00:00:00+00:00

11

Hazel

It was ironic how much I loved dance but hated being around other dancers. They were too superficial, too catty for me to click with. One moment they acted like your best friend, and the next, they were ripping your throat out—from behind. I chose to stay in isolation, concentrating on the movement of my feet then the rumors that emerged from their lips. Sometimes I felt like I was in grade school again, trapped in the hall with their endless echoes.

When I finally left the theatre, I was relieved to get the hell out of dodge. I came to practice, worked my ass off until my feet bled, and then I left without a word. The director didn’t even know my name. Sometimes, I wondered if he would even notice if I was gone. There would be a hole in the line, and he would be puzzled how it got there.

The assistant director was immediately attacked by a group of girls as soon as the session ended. Flynn smiled while the girls engaged him in conversation. It was hard not to hurl. As I descended the stairs, his eyes targeted me. He watched me until I reached the last step then walked up the aisle. Even when I left the building, I felt his heated stare. He was probably annoyed that I wasn’t bowing at his feet or seeking his attention.

Sorry, man. I have too much respect for myself.

I was so hungry I thought I was going to pass out. I was only allowed to eat lettuce and carrots like a damn rabbit, but I didn’t give a shit at this point. I walked up to a vendor to buy a slice of greasy, fattening, disgustingly delicious pizza, when I realized I didn’t have my purse. I must have forgot to put it in my bag with my shoes.

God, I was so stupid.

Now I had to return to the madhouse. Great.

I practically ran back to the theatre because I had to get there before the doors were locked. If not, I’d have to head to Cortland’s apartment and beg for a place to stay for the night. He’d probably be at Monnique’s, which meant I’d have to hit up Ryan instead. I knew he and Janice wouldn’t mind. But it was still embarrassing to admit I left my purse at work.

When I reached the doors, I tried to open them but they were bolted shut. I yanked on them hard then screamed. I wasn’t sure what acting like a psycho would do, but I was so annoyed. I’d been having a horrible week. Actually, every week was a horrible week since Kyle dumped me like an old pencil that couldn’t be sharpened anymore. I banged my fists on the door then rested my head against the metal. How did I get this stupid?

“Hazel?”

I turned quickly at the sound of the voice. I didn’t recognize it.

In the darkness, it was hard to see, but a man approached me, wearing a hoodie.

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