{Jacksons era}
~As Requested by @takemybluesaway~

It was finally the day of the big recital! I was so excited to finally let my dance students show off their amazing progress.
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I have been working as a dance instructor for a few years now at Olivewood Dance Academy. This is also the place where I met my wonderful boyfriend, Michael.

I remember it so clearly. I was warming up my students and was the only teacher there at the moment. In the middle of our stretch warmup, a young man walked in. He wouldn't of been very noticeable if it hadn't been for his Afro.

I looked up when I heard the door open. He looked like a deer in headlights. "Oh sorry, I didn't mean to intrude," he said softly, smiling awkwardly. I smiled and asked, "Do you need anything?" "No, just my brother said that I'd meet my choreographer in here," he said, annoyed.

I laughed and pointed to a door that led to the room he was most likely looking for. "Try that door," I said, smiling. "Alright, thank you, I'm going to hurt my brother!" He said, giving a small smile and moving along. I smiled and shook my head and went back to stretching with my kids.

Ever since then, I started seeing him around and we eventually became great friends, later turning into a romantic relationship.

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Today was the day of the big recital. I teach a ballet class for six and seven year old girls. Michael sometimes helped out. We had been preparing a couple dances for our huge Spring recital.

Rehearsal went amazing before the show. What was so huge about this recital was that there were many people scheduled to attend. This recital is one that many people look forward to because it shows the most improvement from students, and the dances are very fun and beautifully choreographed.

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It was a few minutes before the show and seemingly everything was going wrong. A few of the girls' hair was falling from the bun it was placed into and some were forgetting steps. We chose the harder dance out of the two to perform. I just prayed everything would straighten out before the performance.

The announcer announced our class name and I nervously watched from the side as my girls made their way to their spots on stage.

The curtains opened and the music started. The one rule about this recital was the teachers weren't to lead the dances. It was stupid, but that made the dances even more impressive.

My jaw immediately dropped to the floor as I watched them dance almost in-sync with each other. When the dance ended, the crowd erupted with applause. I waited for the girls to come backstage to congratulate them. After a few minutes, I realized they weren't coming backstage, but rather motioning me to the stage.

One of the girls came and grabbed my hand and led me out. The announcer said, "Now, we have a little something for the girls' instructor and one of the best choreographers at Olivewood Dance Academy, Ms.(Y/F/N)!" I waved to the applauding audience and leaning down to ask what was happening. "I can't say!" the girl I asked said.

The crowd had stopped applauding when Michael walked out from the side of the stage. He was dressed very nicely.

He smiled and waved as he walked out. The crowd applauded out of instinct and quieted. One of the girls handed him a microphone. I didn't understand why he'd be singing, but anything was possible.

He took my hand in his. "(Y/N), I'm so proud of what you've done with these talented girls. It's amazing the accomplishments you've made," he said, looking extremely happy.

I smiled as he went on. "But, I came out here not only to congratulate you, but to do this," he said, "I love you, (Y/N), with all my heart and I couldn't imagine a life without you." Tears began to fall down my face as he got on one knee. "So, will you marry me?" He pulled out a beautiful, sparkling ring. I began crying harder as I responded with continuous nods and yes's.

He stood and wrapped me in a huge hug. The audience erupted again and I could hear the girls cheering.

"I love you," he whispered in my ear. "I love you, too," I whispered back, smiling through my mess of tears and happy emotions.
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Whoa sorry if that sucked, I haven't really written that many imagines before 😁

Hope you enjoyed, though!!