So this is my first story here on fanfic. It's inspired by the step up films and honey. Keep in mind that everyone is 23, except for Rudy. Hope you guys like it. PLZ REVIEW and tell me your thoughts about it.
Chapter 1 (Jack's Pov)
I arrive at the Seaford University of Performing Arts and my heart in racing. I haven't been this far from home since I visited my grandfather in New York. Not that I didn't like life in Boston but it wasn't really my scene. My parent's dreams of me going to Harvard Law were crushed when I told them I wanted to be a dancer. They haven't talked to me since that day. I don't really care though, it's not like they paid any attention to me at home either. I take a deep breath and park my motorcycle. As I take off my helmet some crazy dude speeds into the spot next to me. Since it rained last night the guy ended up spraying my leather jacket with dirty rainwater.
"Hey man, watch your speed will ya!" I yell at the masked man while throwing my backpack over my shoulder
The person takes off the helmet and beautiful, locks of golden blonde hair fall on the rider's shoulders. I look at the face to find that it isn't man.
"Hey man, watch where you park will ya!" she yells mocking me
She smiles and gives me a 'what you going to do about it' shrug before slipping on her pack. The girl walks up to me and looks me straight in the eye.
"Oh, so you're the new kid." She says
"I am new, but the fact is I'm 23 not a kid." I respond and lean in to leave only inches between our faces.
I notice her milk chocolate eyes, with a touch of mascara and eyeliner along the edge of her eye lids. Nothing major, I can smell her strawberry chap stick but that's pretty much all the makeup she's wearing. She smirks.
"But the other fact is you get all worked up when someone sprays a little water on you. So you're still a kid in my book." She finishes the sentence with a smile on her face and then just walks away.
I watch the blonde as she goes for the double doors.
So I yell "Hey blondie!"
She turns her head to see me again.
"I didn't get your name." I tell her
"That's cause I didn't give it, but I can assure you that it isn't blondie." She says before disappearing into the crowd of students.
I smiled to myself, fixed my jacket, and walked to the same doors. As I opened them I saw people of all kinds. Musicians, singers, dancers, actors, people following their dreams. Right now though, I can't care less about them because I was here to make my dreams my reality. I walk to the sign in table, write down my name, and am directed to another table.
"Hi, Jack Brewer." I tell the lady
"Ah yes you're one of the transfers. Welcome to Seaford." She says as she flips through the pages of a book.
"Ok, you will be in building B4, room 36G." She says and hands me a key "Good luck."
"Thanks." I respond taking the key
"And that's your roommate." The woman says with a hint of disgust in her voice while pointing to her side.
"Whoo! New roommate!" the young man yells "Sup man, I'm Jerry." He signals me to follow him and I do.
Jerry is a Latino around my height, which means he's like 5'8 – 5'9. He looks 23, has black hair, and is a little on the skinny side.
"Welcome to our room!" he says and swings open the door and I walk in.
"You're not much of a talker are you?" Jerry asks as he closes the door behind.
That's when I notice I haven't introduced myself.
"Sorry man, I was just lost in thought." I say putting my bags by the empty bed.
"I'm Jack Brewer, dancer." I extend my
"Well I'm Jerry Martinez, dancer, Columbian, and I'm also into doing crazy chiz." He says shaking my hand
I laugh at his made-up word.
I think I'm gonna like it here I think to myself