Page 2 of HIS GIRL.

The two girls stood standing face to face one with eyes of rivalry while the other with a neutral look,her eyes of zeal...

The instructor came in the middle of the two girls separating them..

"You girls ready?"

They both nodded.

The instructor smiled, normally she would have been an end to this but she realized ,why not?

Think have been pretty boring in the school and she really wanted people to see what she's really made off.

"The battle starts...now!"

"Yeah!!!" The students chanted ,out the nowhere the studio had become fuller..

Nina was the first to go so Hera stepped back.

The upbeat music came up and immediately she began to dance her moves smooth and sharp hitting every beat.

Cheers from the crowd uncreased as she did tricky moves, adding more style to her dance.

Hera wasn't going to lie , Nina was talented and ambitious ,she could see her years of hard work in a whole but then she wasn't the only one who had been working hard, she herself had been working her ass off and gone through hellish training just to be where she is now,and she was going to gladly prove it Nina that she was on an entirely different level. ...

After a few more moves she ended her dance .

The hype of the crowd filled the air as Nina did a slight bow and gave a haughty smile before she began.

She stepped onto the dance floor, her sleek sneakers squeaking softly on the polished wood.

The music dropped, and the familiar beat of "Girls Need Love" by Summer Walker pulsed through the air, the deep bass notes vibrating through the floorboards and seeming to reverberate through every cell in her body.

"Girls need love, too..." Summer Walker's sultry vocals whispered through the speakers, her voice dripping with honey and seduction.

She began to move, her hips swaying to the rhythm like a pendulum, her arms undulating like waves as she seemed to lose herself in the music.

Her eyes closed, and her head tilted back, exposing the delicate curve of her neck.

The beat dropped again, and she popped her hips, her body bending to the rhythm like a willow tree in the wind.

Her long, toned legs seemed to go on forever, and her curves were accentuated by the tight, fitted clothing she wore.

The fabric clung to her skin, highlighting every dip and curve of her body.

"...You better come through..." Drake's rap verse kicked in, and she launched into a series of rapid-fire footwork, her sneakers tapping out the beat on the floor with precision and accuracy.

Her eyes locked onto Eryx, and she seemed to dance just for him, her gaze burning with a fierce intensity that seemed to scorch the air between them.

She began to wind her body around him, her hips swaying inches from his face as she seemed to tease him with her proximity.

Her arms reached out and wrapped around his neck, pulling him close as she seemed to whisper a secret in his ear.

"Girls need love, too..." The chorus kicked in again, and she spun around, her long hair flying around her like a wild halo, the lights of the dance floor catching the individual strands and making them shine like a thousand tiny diamonds.

The crowd watched in awe as she danced, her body moving in perfect sync with the music, every step, every movement, every gesture perfectly choreographed and executed.

She seemed to embody the music itself, her body becoming an instrument of seduction and desire.

"...You better come through..." The beat dropped again, and she dropped to the floor, her body undulating to the rhythm like a serpent, her hips grinding out the beat with a sensual precision that left the crowd gasping in amazement.

As the song reached its climax, she froze in place, her chest heaving with exertion, her body glistening with a fine sheen of sweat.

The music faded to black, and the crowd erupted into cheers and applause, whistling and shouting for more.

She took a bow, her long hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of silk, her eyes sparkling with triumph and her face flushed with excitement.

Eryx applauded along with the rest of the crowd, his eyes never leaving hers, his face fixed on her with a look of awe and admiration.

As the crowd continued to congratulate her on her incredible performance, she smiled and laughed, basking in the praise and attention. But then, something unexpected happened.

Eryx, the star dancer ,began to make his way through the crowd, his eyes fixed intently on hers. The room fell silent, with all eyes on Eryx as he approached her.

People's jaws dropped in surprise, whispers and gasps spreading like wildfire through the crowd. "Is he...?" someone whispered. "I didn't know he was into her," another person murmured.

Just then, Nina stormed back into the classroom, her face twisted in anger. "This isn't over," she spat, her eyes blazing with fury. "You think you're so much better than me, but you're not."

The crowd gasped, shocked by Nina's outburst. But before things could escalate further, Eryx stepped in, his calm demeanor a stark contrast to Nina's anger.

"Hey, Nina, calm down," he said, his voice soothing. "It's just a dance-off. Don't take it so seriously."

Nina's eyes flashed with anger, but she seemed to realize that she was making a scene. With a final glare, she turned and stormed out of the classroom again, leaving behind a trail of awkward silence.

The crowd seemed to breathe a collective sigh of relief, and then their attention turned back to Eryx and her. Eryx smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners, and said, "You were incredible out there. I've never seen anyone dance like that before."

The crowd erupted into a chorus of "oohs" and "aahs", with some people even snapping photos and videos to capture the moment. She blushed, feeling a flutter in her chest, and smiled back at Eryx.

"Thanks," she said, trying to sound casual despite the fact that she was thrilled by his praise.

Eryx hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

She nodded, and Eryx led her to the side of the classroom, away from the crowd. As they walked, the whispers and murmurs of the crowd followed them, with people speculating about what was going on between them.

As they walked to the side of the classroom, the crowd's whispers and murmurs grew louder, with people speculating about what was going on between them. She felt a flutter in her chest, her heart racing with excitement.

When they reached the side of the classroom, Eryx turned to her and said, "I have to say, I'm really impressed. I've never seen anyone dance like that before."

She smiled, feeling a surge of pride. "Thanks," she said. "I've been practicing for a while now."

Eryx nodded, his eyes locked on hers. "It shows," he said. "You're really talented. I've been dancing for years, and I have to say, you're one of the best I've seen."

She felt a blush rise to her cheeks, her heart racing with excitement. No one had ever complimented her like that before.

Eryx hesitated for a moment, then asked, "So, do you want to dance together sometime? Maybe we could even choreograph a routine together."

Her heart skipped a beat. Dancing with Eryx? It was a dream come true.

"Uh, yeah," she stuttered. "That sounds amazing."

Eryx smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Awesome," he said. "I'll talk to you soon about setting up a time to dance together."

She nodded, still in shock. As Eryx turned and walked away, she couldn't help but feel like she was on cloud nine. She had just been asked to dance with one of the best dancers in school, and she couldn't wait to see what the future held.

As Eryx turned to leave, she couldn't help but let her eyes linger on him. He was handsomely beautiful, with chiseled features that seemed to be carved from the finest marble. His light chocolate skin glowed with a warm, golden light, as if infused with an inner radiance.

His eyes were a piercing hazel, shining brightly like stars in the night sky. His nose was straight and proportional to his other facial features, giving him a strong, dignified profile. His lips were full and inviting, curled upwards in a perpetual hint of a smile.

His dark chestnut hair was cut to perfection, falling across his forehead in soft, messy waves. The strands framed his face, accentuating his sharp jawline and highlighting his striking features.

She felt a blush rise to her cheeks as she realized she was staring.

She quickly looked away, trying to compose herself.

But she couldn't shake the feeling that she had been caught.

She snuck a glance back at Eryx, and their eyes met for a brief moment.

She felt a jolt of electricity run through her body, and she quickly looked away again, her heart racing.

Eryx didn't seem to notice, or at least, he didn't let on.

He just smiled and nodded at her before turning and walking away.

She watched him go, feeling a sense of wonder and excitement.

She couldn't believe that she had just been asked to dance with him, and she couldn't wait to see what the future held.