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Dance your sorrows away. Dance like nobody is watching you.” [Jacqueline]
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[Jacqueline’s POV]
The teacher chose to stand on the stage while everyone else stood down discussing things with each other. There were a total of
40 students, which automatically led to the division of twenty couples. If we a***yzed each pair, Almost every paired boy was tall
while the girl paired with him was short. Now it made sense as to why the teacher chose me and Rohan as a pair. Because of
our height difference. We stood there in four rows each since I and Rohan had entered the Auditorium. At last, we were standing
at the back too. Tina and her partner were standing adjacent to our position and honestly, she looked bored. Even though she
was a student who lived for extracurricular activities like dance. It was perhaps for the reason that she was not happy with her
partner. Her partner seemed very happy with her though, as he would glance at her now and then with a silly smile. I knew him
Like a Good girl, I stood there quietly waiting for teachers to finish whatever they wanted to say. Rohan on the other hand was
restless, now and then he would steal glances at me while pretending to be nonchalant about it, which I would have not felt if I
was like other girls who enjoyed the attention. But I wasn’t. I was the kind of person who could make out if a person had even
seen me for a second and would feel conscious about it.
‘Why is he watching me like this? Stupid Guy.’
Meanwhile, I noticed Nina desperately trying to make friends with Jaan, it was sad to see though. Nina was better than him in
every aspect and I wouldn’t want her to be related to the douchebag in any way. It was disrespectful to her. She’d sway her
hands in front of his eyes to make sure his attention was on her even though Jaan seems to be searching for someone in the
crowd. She would touch his arm now and then when he would crane his neck away from her. She held his hand and beamed like
a kid who got his favorite candy. However, he was ignoring her completely. His wandering eyes met mine and I s***ed in a breath
when he withheld his gaze on me. I gathered my fist and bit my lip trying to stop myself to show him a middle finger. The idea
surprised me, I wasn’t the kind of person who would even think of doing that. It might even be considered taboo in our country
but why did this idea feel so tempting to me.
Rohan’s sudden actions brought me out of my staring contest and thoughts as I found him standing in front of me. Face to face.
“I am excited about this rehearsal with you Annie.”
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I threw him a confused look and looked around, noticing how everyone’s male partners were standing 20 centimeters away from
their partners just like Rohan was standing in front of me. When our eyes met again, he threw me a wink while I glared at him.
Somehow I had zoned out from listening to whatever the teacher said.
A teasing smile graced his lips as he put his hand on my waist and pulled me to him. While I tried to struggle away from his hold,
it only tightened. Sometimes, I hated the fact that God made Males stronger than us, they didn’t deserve to be stronger than us.
They should have been equal to us in everything, not stronger.
“You didn’t hear a word the teacher said huh?” His husky voice penetrated my eardrums and I found myself dumbfounded at his
seducing actions in front of the teacher. My hands itched to pinch him on his waist and I did. I pinched him as much as I could
but he didn’t even wince and just gave me a silly smile.
“Now Boys take a step closer to your girls and twirl them away when the music starts, this is how you are going to enter the
stage and I don’t want anyone tripping in front of our choreographer so I am going to make sure you get mastery in the most
important step of our dance forms.”
“Rohan, is it for dancing?” I whispered and tugged at his sleeve feeling guilty, I shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. Since he was
wearing a half sleeves shirt, my scratching was rather evident and some even we’re filling up with blood.
“Yes. That’s what Madam was saying when she was giving instructions.” He looked back at me, smiling.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I was trying to tell you. But you didn’t let me finish when you started scratching me like a cat.” He smiled mockingly looking at
the scratches as if they were artwork.
“I am sorry.”
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“It’s Okay. It doesn’t matter when you always a**ume the worst from me, Annie. I don’t think I have done something that could
make you a**ume the worst in me.”
The Music started as I looked up at him quietly. We were closer than before, he had an arm around my waist but then he
suddenly took two steps away and twirled me around. My hands trembled and my feet went shaky. If not for him tugging my arm
to balance me I would have fallen on my face. My face did fall but on his chest, it hurt but it was better than falling on the ground.
The perfume he was wearing was too much and I ended up sneezing like the crazy girl in front of his face. He grimaced even

though the liquid didn’t touch him in any way. He left my waist finally and I felt relief filling my insides. However, Rohan didn’t
seem that comfortable as he took out a small bottle of sanitizer and sprayed it on his hands dramatically then smelled his hands
and inhaled as if it would soothe him. If I wasn’t stressed about dancing in front of so many people I would have laughed at the
funny scene.
Honestly, I had danced in the shower a few times, sometimes belly dancing before but this time was different. I wasn’t the person
to dance in front of so many people even if they were all teenagers like me. And that too with the opposite gender being so close
to me. But Rohan seemed like he wanted me to try again and again.
“Try again Guys. I will keep playing after ten seconds rest.”
The Dance Teacher announced as she got down from the stage and gave a vivid description by doing the same step with the
guy who was standing in the front row. Some boys hooted for him while some laughed.
As soon as she finished teaching the step, the music started again, this time the teacher came around every couple and told
what they were doing wrong by using a wooden stick and performing them again and again. Nina seemed like she didn’t even
understand the D of Dance as she stepped on Jaan’s foot again. She refused to let go of his neck, despite him yelling at her to
leave him. The dancing teacher hit her legs with the stick and held her forcing her to twirl. It was ironic and funny watching as
one teenager and one elder danced together. Tina however didn’t seem like she was having much trouble in doing the twirl, why
would she? She was the dancing queen of our school. Her steps were graceful and to the level, because Madam praised her
with an example.
“Look Here everyone and See how Tina is doing it, this is what I want you to do.”
Tina and her partner performed the step gracefully and Mam clapped her hands together to appreciate it.
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“Come on Guys!”
She clapped her hands for attention again.
“One: Take a position.”
“Two: Two steps away from your partner.”

“Three: Boys Twirl your girls.”
“Start: Come back to your partner, girls.”
Despite my unwillingness, Rohan held me in a tight grip looking me in the eye like I was his mission dance. He refused to bend
his spine and twirled me around again and again. Until I felt my back sweating and the world around me rotating.
‘f***. God. Please. Please. Please. Keep me conscious.”