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Val POV

Walking down the streets of Jump city it was only a week or two before winter came. I had my ballet shoes with me cause I saw free ballet dance studio to dance in for just for fun. It was directly next to a dance studio where I believed a dance troupe danced. Going in I got into my leotard and put on my ballet shoes. Passing through the studios I saw a lot of ballerinas, I saw the sign for on a door assuming it was the room the meant.

I played the black swan pas de Deux and got into position.

Third POV

The music started which also attracted many students and the headteacher to the room. Val had not known that they only put up the sign to attract talent to the studio. Val's moves were sharp and precise, easily that can be mistaken for a dancer at the Royal
National ballet. The others watched her in awe as her moves were nothing below perfect. Val added in seven pirouettes in a row earning much awes from top students. She flowed perfectly with the music,

Grace

Precision

Balance.

As she ended the room were filled with the sounds of claps and the headteacher walked up to her with a wide smile.

"Miss, what is your name?" she said

"Um Val," she said looking confused 

"Val what?"

"Uh-, um," Val looked at the floor "Oak, Val Oak,"

"Well, miss Oak your technique was absolutely flawless, the best I've ever seen. Tell me, what company or studio do you belong too?"

"I don't actually belong to any, in fact, all my life I've never gone to any," Val simply said

A few whispers were caught around the room in shock

"Well, I must say it would be privileged for you to join our studio, you have absolute raw talent. You can go on tours-"

"Thank you, but as much as I like ballet, I don't really want to pursue it in life. Sorry, but I've got to get going," Val said picking up her bag and went out.

"You don't know how talented you are miss Oak, you shouldn't waste such talent," she said

"I've heard that a lot of times," Val said and just walked out.

Val POV

To be fair I've done more than enough of ballet in the Black room. Getting changed I headed outside and walked towards the park where I ordered a hot chocolate. A boy with chestnut hair and fair skin walked up to me.

"Can I help you?" I asked

"Yes, you went to my dance studio a few minutes ago. I saw you danced, you're unbelievable," he baffled

"Um, thank you. I'm Val," I shook his hand.

"I'm Edward," he smiled "I kinda followed you here,"

"Stalker much?" I joked

"You're really pretty," he said

"Thanks..." I said

Looking at him he had a thin physique perfect for a dancer, we were about the same height as me and had hazel eyes.

"So I believe you dance," I say 

"Yeah, I've been dancing since I was four," he blabbers

"Same," I say thinking about Madame Malus

"Wow, really?" he beams

"Yeah," I say

I really wanted to get out of this conversation, to be honest, but I didn't want to be rude.

"Well, I have to get going um, Edward," I say with a smile and turn around

"Wait!" he says "Can I get your phone number?" he rubs the back of his neck.

"Absolutely not," I hear a demon-like voice behind me

I turn my head around and see Damian giving a signature bat glare, that was easily inherited by his father, to the poor boy. Damian's body towered his fatigue and mine. Over the months he grew tall already 5'7 foot structure and if you added his hair 5'7 foot and a half. He wrapped his arm around my waist and gripped it tightly with his hand.

Edwards's expression changed to a terrified look.

"And you are?" he nervously said

"Her husband,"

"Boyfriend," I corrected

"Look since we are here in public I'm going to only say this once, get the f* away from my girlfriend or I will slit your throat, so I suggest you prance your way out of here,"

Oh, boy. I saw his pants darken in a patch, poor boy.

He gulped in fear and walked away not looking back.

Damian just pulled me and we walked down a street in silence. 

"Damian," I said but he just a pissed expression.

"Damian, he didn't do anything," I say

Damian was in a grumpy mood.

"Damian!" I said

(A little bit of lemon here skip if you want to *)

He pulled me into an ally way and into a corner where you no one could see us. He pinned me onto a wall and put his tongue into my mouth and I moaned. Wrapping my arms his neck we started to kiss in synch. Raising one of my knees to his waist he peppered kisses down my jawline. He then sucked the skin behind my neck and I ran my fingers through his hair.

"Damian," I moaned

"mine," he just said

He just went to my lips and kept kissing me deeply our lips in perfect synch. He then moved to the curve of my breast where he sucked my skin,

"Dames,"

 He then just moved back to my lips once more. I parted our lips and stared into his emerald eyes.

* "Damian, do you talk what that was about?" I said

He sighed and I lowered my knee back down. 

"Damian... are you jealous?" I say

He stayed silent and looked down.

"I just don't like it when other guys talk to you, and he was bothering you," he just said

"Dames, I'm sorry if you got jealous but I handled the situation," I say "Besides I don't think he going to bother me, I'm pretty sure he peed his pants during his conversation with you,"

Damian just snickered a little.

"I'm already your's Dami," I say

"I know,"

"Did he didn't do anything else to you?" he says

I just stayed silent. Oh no

"What did he do?" Damain growled

"It's nothing-, he kinda stalked me from the studio to the park," I say

Damian's expression changed but I quickly just pull him into a kiss to calm him down, which works. My phone buzzes and we both look down and I read the text from Stephanie

Steph-a-scopeℬ: Hey!!! Bruce, me (obvi) and the girls are asking you can join us for Christmas this year. PLEASSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEE!!!

"Well?" Damian said with a hopeful face.

"Sure," I say

I text Stephanie back and she practically screams through the phone. Literally she sent a voice recording of her.

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Sorry for making it short! A new character is coming soon!