“And that was a fantabulous performance by Stella!! Did you enjoy it? C’mon I can’t hear you!!”
The crowd erupted in cheers of approval.
“That’s more like it. Get ready for another rockin’ performance by the last year’s winner Shawn Smith!!!!”
That was all they needed to hear. The crowd went MAD!
Shawn Smith was not only the winner of last year’s “STREET DANCERZZ” competition, the best and most competitive contest in this part of town. He was also the prize student of
“McKenzie’s School of Performing Arts”. He was as good at street dancing, as he was at Jazz, Salsa and everything else.
So it was natural that the crowd expected a dazzling performance from him.
“Thank you for that Liam! I have been seeing all the performances till now, and l gotta say this, the competition’s tough this year. But I’m gonna give my best!! ”
That’s Shawn for you. Totally cool and calm, not afraid of competition. That much was true. It wasn’t competition that fazed him, not it was losing. He was a lousy loser.
And how do I, Tessa Daniels know this? Well I’d seen enough of him in school. I was his fiercest competitor everywhere. School, competitions everywhere. But I had always been second. But not today. No way. He was gonna lose today and everyone would see what a cry baby he is.
He started his performance and I hate to agree but he was good. But that wasn’t enough because he was going to lose today, and he would lose to me.
I laughed internally. I was so ready to kick his butt. I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when I was announced the winner this year. I had worked my ass off the past year, after having been second to him last year. That wasn’t happening this year.
And then it started raining. Just what I wanted, I shouted in my head.
People started scrambling to shelter themselves from the pouring rain, some ran towards the nearby sheds and some took refuge in their cars.
“Yo! Everyone. I’m sorry to say this but we gotta suspend the competition today! Please find some place to cover your head, Shawn’s performance would be the last one for today. Thank you for coming.” Liam shouted into the mike from backstage.
The speakers and all the other equipment had been kept in covered areas just in case something like this happened, but not the stage. The rain was coming down with full force on the stage. I caught sight of Shawn scampering towards the backstage.
I wasn’t taking this. I knew that I was the last performer and they couldn’t do this to me. I was gonna perform, no matter what.
I went to my car and put in the CD. They could NOT dismiss the competition without seeing me. I turned the volume to the maximum and went on stage.
And then the music entered my ears and I was entranced. Dancing was my passion and it transformed me. I didn’t give a damn if anyone was watching me. I just danced. It was my life.
Every note, every beat of the music coursed through my veins.
And then I saw Shawn come onstage from the corner of my eye. What was he doing here now? But I had no time to think as he started dancing with me. Not exactly WITH me. No, it was more of a duel, a fight. Without the swords or guns, or even wands for that matter.
We duelled with our dance. He did spins on his head I did the slide split. He did the helicopter, I did the flare. I countered his every move and he countered every last of mine.
I don’t know how long it went on. And then someone changed the track to “Every time we touch” by Cascada.
It was my favourite when it came to dancing with my dance partner Theodore. It was full of energy, beautiful beats and the lyrics were absolutely true. But Theo wasn’t here and I was in no mood to stop. To give up. I think Shawn had the same thing on his mind. He nodded towards me as if asking whether I was up to this. He was so wrong in challenging me to this!
We started again. But this time there was a difference. A new fire crackled inside us. We danced as if our lives depended on it. We twisted and twirled in perfect sync. He picked me up and lifted me above twirling me like a baton.
I never wanted this to end. It had to be the best dance EVER!
We danced like one soul in two bodies. He anticipated every move of mine and was there before I had time to think about it.
And then something changed. We weren’t dancing for the competition any more. We were dancing for each other. We were staring into each other’s eyes. I never realised when he enclosed me in his arms and something changed in the air
He pulled me in and kissed me. It wasn’t like any kiss I had ever had in my life. My lips were on fire. The passion was literally burning me. It was sweet and strong at the same time. His teeth tugged at my lower lip and a small moan escaped me involuntarily. I was dizzy and I could feel myself going into a catatonic state. I couldn’t believe that I was kissing Shawn Smith of all people!!
“You know what Daniels? I guess I might’ve liked you for quite some time.”
I couldn’t do nothing but nod.
Screw the competition!! This was the best day of my life, ever!
[A/N: I am really sorry for the crappy work especially regarding the dance routine thing! But it was honestly ironical, “I” am a dance phobic and I had to write about dance! Pfft!! Please ignore any grammatical errors or spelling mistakes coz it was done at really short notice. Enough of rambling! I’d really appreciate any help regarding this. Thank you for reading it! ]
| 
Email this Short story
| 
Add to reading list
