I pulled my Yamaha R1 into the parking lot outside the dance academy. It was times like this, I really appreciated the fact that I drove a motorcycle in the first place...

...because the motorcycle parking was the only free parking slot left in this parking lot.

The school itself was connected to University of California Los Angeles, so all parking around campus was completely packed.

I could already smell the pretentiousness as I walked up the large stairs towards the enormous glass doors. As I entered, I couldn't help but look at everything. The interior architecture looked modern and simplistic with exposed high ceilings and light wooden flooring.

There was a desk placed directly at the entrance, so I approached the women who was busy typing away on her keyboard. "Hi, how may I help you?" She asked politely, but didn't look up from the screen.

"I was sent here to complete community hours by Judge Brown at Hennepin County. I'm not too sure where I'm heading." I explained. She looked up at that.

"Oh! You must be Alex Diaz. We've been expecting you. Go down this hallway here to the left of me, then take a right once you've reached the end of it. They'll be a door directly in front of you. That's the career opportunities center. They'll let you know what you'll be doing for the next few weeks here." The lady instructed. I said a polite thank you, before traveling down the hallway using her guided directions. There was numbers I didn't recognize at the top of each hallway, but the system looked incredibly organized.

Just like the lady had instructed, I came to a door at the far end of the last hallway. Before I could push it open, the door flung back and a angry looking man walked through. We made eye contact briefly and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, before he hastily disappeared down a different hallway. I barely caught sight of his before he was gone.

"Hello?" I called out into a smaller looking office space. Another women stepped out.

She was wearing a tight thin pencil skirt and freshly pressed blouse. Her hair was pinned back in a perfect bun. "Hello, I'm Mrs. Drangsteviet, you must be Alex." Her voice was monotoned and incredibly uninteresting as she introduced herself.

"Yes. Hi." I answered awkwardly.

"Please, have a seat." She gestured towards the chair that was facing one of the desks nearest to the door. I took a seat across from her as she fired a computer up. "Now as for hours, you'll need to clock in a total of 36 hours in order for the Ballet Academy to dispense your papers to the court as proof of completion. You may distribute these hours however you'd like. You may not, however, work more than two hours in a day.

"The dance studios will be closed on Sundays, so you'd need to distribute the hours with the exclusion of Sunday's. We'll start you off with mopping the dance studio floors. It'll be your responsibility to keep track of studios that will be open, and studios that will be in use so you don't accidentally mop a studio that'll need to be used within the next hour. To avoid these complications, you may come in during the evenings when classes are in session. The entire building will be completely shut down by 11pm each night however. Do you have any questions for me?" She asked.

I honestly hadn't been paying all that much attention to her due to how painfully boring she was, but I think I got the general gist of it. "Will there be any sort of dress code?" I asked.

"None. Wear whatever you don't mind getting a bit dirty. Maybe sure you're hair is tied back for the most part. We will provide supplies. When you arrive on campus, come here first to clock in your hours and pick up a set of keys for the studios. When you clock out, just set the spare keys back in the box under this counter here." She instructed. I nodded in understanding. "You'll be working with two other guys. You met one of them on your way in a few minutes ago.

"They'll help show you the ropes so I recommend you come in during the day for your first few days. After that, come in whenever." She added, before standing up abruptly and walking towards the printer that sat on a desk towards the back. Seconds later, it roared to life and began to print out and laminate a card. She then pulled out a lanyard from a drawer under the printer and slid the card inside the slot. "This will be your badge. Wear it whenever you're in the building." She handed the badge to me.

"Thank you." I replied, before setting my bike helmet onto the desk and slipping the badge over my head.

"That's about all I've got for you. Stick to your work and get these hours done. Don't interrupt students or their classes. We work on a three strike policy. After your third strike, we will refuse to release the necessary paperwork to sign you off on your hours."

Well... shit.

This would make for a perfect bet with Jared though.

"Thank you for dropping by. We'll see you tomorrow." Mrs. Drangsteviet said as I collected my helmet and stood.

"Thanks. Bye." I nodded awkwardly before pulling open the center doors and walking back out into the hallway. As I made it out, I could see a few studios in session. My eyes casually glanced through the rooms before I slowed to a stop. There was a women dancing in the center of the room as the rest of the class sat against the back wall. She was incredibly stunning from what I could see through the windows on the studio doors.

Her body moved effortlessly to music I couldn't hear. My eyes wandered from her to the people watching her, and I locked eyes with another man that was now staring directly at me. His blue eyes felt as if they were piercing into mine while his eyebrows furrowed curiously. Before I could say or do anything, I felt my phone ringing in my pocket.

"Shit. Hey." I spoke into the line, as I made it towards the entrance of the academy. I had completely forgot I needed to be at work in about five minutes or so.

"You best get that ass over here before Tino comes in." Jared spoke through the line.

"I'll be there in 5." I shot back before hanging up the phone and slipping my helmet on. My bike roared to life as I pushed my keys into the ignition and pulled out of the parking lot.

Those vibrant blue eyes stayed in my memory for the full ride to the auto shoppe.

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Cast!

Alex Diaz (Mariama Diallo. Y'all can't tell me shit cuz this women is gorgeous as all hell. Dark skinned beauty.)

Christian Taylor (Lucky Blue Smith)

Tino

Jared (Paul Wesley)