All Chapters of Dancing in his Storm: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

AMBROSEIt is honestly hard to pretend not to know the way towards August’s house. I’ve already followed him all the way to his house once and my good sense of direction still remembered the way unsurprisingly. My elaborate act of innocence seemed to be playing out well with August.“Just drive straight this road then turn to Marianna Street,” August pointed forward right after we passed the bridge.“Okay,” I nodded.He was riding behind me and although he’s confident enough not to grab on my torso to support his balance, it’s quite enough for me that I can still feel his body right next to mine. This might be gay, whatever they might call it, but I’m starting to like this set up. The wind whipped right straight to my face as I stepped on the gas even harder. August must be lucky that he was the one wearing my helmet instead of me but I am not complaining at all.I felt my c

AUGUST   I was gradually growing nervous to meet Rachel and her clique during our lunch break. But more than that, I was starting to grow mad about the shocking things that I have learned today. It has come to my attention that apparently we are a couple now. I don’t know if the whole school have already heard about this theatric but Alyssa’s group have caught it. That’s probably enough for me to come up to this conclusion that a lot people have heard of this bullshit.   Me and Rachel, a couple? That is extremely wild to believe considering that fact that there’s really nothing going on. I know I have been talking with Rachel and we have been public about our flirting and all those couple stuff but this is a surprising turn of events. Things are moving faster and faster that I am not able to keep up with everything that’s going on around me.   I have a feeling that this is not a simple rumor that was spr

AUGUST  The star-crossed lovers. That phrase might sound really superficial and whimsical at the very same time. I would even call it an overstatement but that’s what people call Rachel and me now. Everybody treats us almost as if we were that one couple in almost every romantic movie that has gone through a series of unwanted and terrible circumstances and still being destined to meet in the end. Everyone at school were palpably hyped up about my relationship with Rachel that it has gotten to a point that we are about to have a fan club. This was all, in full honesty, just an over exaggeration purely because of the fact that we are basically a normal couple. A month has already gone and passed and my relationship with Rachel is smoothly sailing across the ocean. We haven’t really had a major fight that’s worthy gossiping for except for our constant bickering about inconsequential stuff. Perhap

AMBROSE Today’s about to turn into something interesting for me. At least that’s what I’m highly hoping for and when I say highly hoping I meant I had so much expectations. Having the whole night all to myself made me realize about this undiscovered magic that I didn’t know I was yearning for. I almost feel like I’m traveling into a new world and I’m all curious about its hidden wonders. I have come to realize that this indescribable feeling is not the definition of confusion in any way. In fact, this feeling is what they call attraction. It’s not the typical type of attraction that I already know and recognize but it’s a different form of attraction. I didn’t know that until I had all the time to myself. This is humiliating to admit but I talked to myself as if I’m a crazy person. The silence of the house wasn’t that negative in all fairness. It actually made my heart and mind talk to each other like they were the best of friends. I have made my decisions based on what my heart and

AMBROSE  My hands were already bleeding as I continued to punch the wall with such unwarranted anger. I don’t quite remember climbing up inside here but I am inside our turf at the abandoned part of the school. I was so upset by what happened at the cafeteria that it had forced me to walk out of the situation as soon as possible. I don’t know what has changed inside of me but I was quite surprised that I didn’t jump right into the already occurring ruckus. Perhaps I don’t want to get involved but that sounded so much absurd.  I have every reason, most probably every right to join in with the fun but something was just keeping my body from jumping right in. If this was before I discovered my newfound feelings for August, I would’ve probably exploded like the most active volcano in the whole wide world. I would’ve even ranted like a raging bull aiming for that red waving garment. This would&rsq