DANCING ON MY OWN (Charlie Puth)

T W O

After all of my classes that day, I went for a snack, and then went straight to my secret ballroom. I keep thinking about my first class. The guy with the eyebrow didn't say anything else to me, nor did I to him. But I did hear Shawn call him Charlie. Hmmmm. Charlie. "That's a cute name." I think. Wait no, why am I thinking like that. That's weird, I don't even know the dude. 

"Mia!" Camila tears me out of my thoughts yet again.

"Sorry! What's up?" I ask apologetically.

"I asked how your day was." Camila laughs.

"Oh. Well, it was the same as any other day, I guess." I sigh.

"Are you sure? You seem a bit distracted." She asks with a worried expression on her face.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I think I'm just a little nervous about this performance, and it doesn't help that Josh keeps blowing our practices off." I confess. It's partly the truth, I was actually distracted by thinking about Charlie, if that's even his name, and then about how I shouldn't be thinking about Charlie.

"He's not practicing with you?" She exclaims shooting into an upright position on her bed.

"No. I've asked him almost everyday for the past week and a half, and he tells me yes every time, until the very day of." I tell her as I begin to actually let my feelings and emotions out. This is odd for me, because I'm a usually a very private person. Something about Camila makes me comfortable and I know that I can trust her.

"What could he possibly be so busy with?" She wonders out loud with an aggravated tone.

"I have no idea. He doesn't say, just tells me that he can't make it and that he's sorry." I sigh, tired of thinking about why Josh is 'too busy' to practice with me. "Can we talk about something else?"

"Of course, sweetie." Camila nods her head, understanding my annoyance with the situation. Camila then begins to ramble on about her day, and all the cute guys she has classes with. I smile, knowing that she could honestly have any guy she wanted. Camila is a beautiful girl of course, but she has a heart of gold and the absolute greatest personality. Each day, I continue to realize how blessed I really am to have gained her friendship. 

"There's this one guy in my third class of the day, and I swear that he follows me to Starbucks everyday!" Camila grins ear to ear and continues "Today, he even paid for my drink." 

"Really? That's so sweet." I smile over this stranger with Camila. 

"Yeah, I know. He's really nice, and he's pretty cute, too. He said his name was Shawn." She tells me and I immediately think of Shawn from my first class of the day. I wonder if he's the same sweet Shawn that Camila is currently gushing about. 

"Does he have brown hair and eyes? Kind of tall?" I question. 

"Yeah, here I'll show you a picture." She quickly pulls up a photo of my first hour Shawn on one of his social media accounts. 

"Hey, I know him. I have a class with him." I tell her. 

She quickly looks up at my face. "Oh my gosh. Seriously? Are you guys friends? Does he ever talk about me?" She asks excitedly. 

"Well, he talks to me sometimes. I don't think he ever has said anything about you, he usually just sits there and makes lame jokes that I have to try my hardest to ignore." I giggle. Camila bursts out laughing. 

"Sounds like him." She laughs. 

"Today he and his friend sat next to me. I think his name was Charlie." I revisit the experience in my head. I don't know why I was so stuck on it. It wasn't even a big deal, my friend sat next to me with his friend. His friend, who is kind of cute, with an interesting eyebrow, and... wait, stop it. What is wrong with me?

Camila pulls me out of my thoughts yet again. "Charlie." She says out loud as she thinks. "Does he have, like, a scarred eyebrow or something?" She snaps her fingers in realization.

"Yeah, he does. Do you know him?" I ask with genuine curiosity. Why do I need to know that? I don't even know the guy. Why does it matter to me so freaking much? Even though I'm questioning myself, I still lean forward to hear what Camila has to say. 

"Yeah, I know Charlie. I have a couple classes with him. I think him and Shawn are room mates too." She explains as I spin around in the desk chair in our dorm. 

"Oh really? That's cool. I didn't really get the chance to talk to him, today... or like ever, actually." I admit. Camila finds my confession hysterical, and doubles over with laughter. I join in and laugh at myself with her. Once she stops laughing, she stares at me for a second with an expression that I can't read.

"You think he's cute right?" She asks, but it comes out more of a statement, as if it's something that she already knows. 

"No. I mean, he's handsome I guess. I don't know, I barely know him. Besides, I don't look at him like that. I do have a boyfriend, you know." I stutter all of my words out as quickly as possible. Camila just smirks at me. 

"You are SO terrible at lying!" She throws a pillow at me, with a grin on her face. 

"Okay, he's cute. But, I have a boyfriend, so I don't acknowledge it." I cross my arms, determined to not let Camila convince me otherwise. 

"Yes you do, honey. You are just telling yourself otherwise." Damn, it's like she's reading my mind. I am literally left speechless, just staring at her. 

"You know what I think?" Camila asks, but I know that she's going to tell me what she thinks, regardless of what I say. "What? I ask anyways. 

"I think that you think Charlie is cute, and I think that he is a nice guy, and I think that Josh isn't being a very decent boyfriend. I mean when is the last time you guys actually talked, or even saw each other for that matter? I also think that the only reason that you are still holding onto him is because he is your first real boyfriend, and you are afraid to change anything, even if it will benefit you." She spills out all of this in one breath and then squints her eyes to look at me. She's probably afraid that she hurt my feelings. But, honestly, I think she might be right. I stare up at the white tile ceiling and sigh. 

I look back at Camila. "I don't know. Maybe you're right, but I don't know how I feel. I mean, I don't even know Charlie at all. I'm not going to just give up on my boyfriend of six months because of some guy that I've never said one word to. " I explain. 

"I know that honey. But I think you should definitely evaluate where you stand with Josh." She says as she reaches out to rub my shoulder. 

"Yeah, I know." I say, but I don't know. Why does everything in my life suddenly feel different for no reason today? It seems like a flip switched this morning, and everything is about to turn upside down. 

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Hello lovelies! Thank you for reading thus far! Please vote and comment, I would love to hear what you think! Constructive criticism is accepted with open arms lolol. I'm updating on Sunday's, just so you are aware. Okay. Have a great day!

-J.