If You Do

CHARLIE

"Good afternoon students, I'm Koosung and this is Charlie. We're going to teach you a few steps today," Koosung greeted the class.

I didn't feel much like putting on a happy face for students. Especially when one of those students was Bianca, and another was a dirty whore bag. Doobin's face seemed to reflect my mood, I was smart enough not to show it to the whole world though. His face did give me a small feeling of joy. It was fun knowing that he was jealous of Koosung, it was also entertaining to know that I was about to get payback for his little hallway stunt. I meant technically I did that already with the choreographer's position, but he doesn't know that yet.

"We'll start by stretching, then Mina and I will show you our dance and we will learn the steps bit by bit from there,"

"Doobin, why don't you come up here and show everyone how to stretch properly?" Koosung instructed.

"Shouldn't everyone already know how to stretch?" he raised an eyebrow.

"You and I both know that stretching, and stretching for dancing are different. If you don't want to take on the teaching position then just say so," Koosung retorted. Doobin rolled his eyes but get up anyway.

He stood in front of the rest of the students, gestured for them to stand up and started to stretch his arms.

"This is how you correctly stretch your arm muscles, if you look to your right you will see yourself stretching the arm muscles correctly but mirrored, if you look to your left, then you're not stretching correctly,"

"That kid has such an attitude today," Koosung shook his head.

"Wait until he finds out about the choreographer position," I mumbled.

"Yeah, I'm beginning to think you were right," he nodded.

"I'm always right," I pulled a face.

Once Koosung and I had finished discussing what where we were going to teach from, and everyone had stretched, we drew their attention back to us.

"Okay so this choreography wasn't completely created with a beginners class in mind, so we won't be expecting you to learn the whole thing, mostly just the part in the middle but we'll get to that after Charlie and I show you the routine,"

I tied my hair up on tot of my head and laid down on the floor next to Koosung using his arm as a pillow. I risked a slide glance at Doobin who looked like he was ready to kill Koosung, I had to clear my throat to stop myself for laughing.

Once we were finished everyone applauded, well, almost everyone. Doobin looked more pissed off and Bianca she gave me a judging look. I wasn't sure which entertained me more, actually, that was a lie, Doobin's irritation was the highlight of my day.

"Oh my gosh, you guys make such a cute couple," Alissa cooed.

"They're not a couple," Doobiin stated through clenched teeth.

"Not publicly," another student muttered.

"Okay, enough discussion about whether or not Charlie and I are dating," Koosung winked at me just to get a reaction out of the class.

"Would you stop? are we here to dance or talk?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I don't think you're here to do either," Bianca commented.

"Do you have something to share with the class?" I questioned.

"Not as much as you, apparently," she shrugged.

"I'm going to ignore that insinuation, but if you continue to be so careless with your opinions in my class then you won't be welcome," I stated.

"Very professional," Koosung muttered, but pretty much everyone heard him.

"That's not really how I would describe her," Bianca continued.

"One more comment and you'll be removed from my classroom," I warned.

"I didn't come here to dance anyway. I wonder if all of your colleagues or students know how freely you open your legs? Do they know that you just go around stealing other peoples boyfriends and ruining relationsh.i.p.s?"

"Are you done?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Not even close,"

"Please continue," I gestured crossing my arms over my c.h.e.s.t.

"The whole time I dated Sam you bullied me and made me look small,"

"Feel small," I corrected.

"See, just like that. You turned him against him so you could have him for yourself because you're a crazy lonely bitter person. I'm surprised you even have friends with how cruelly you treat people,"

"I'm surprised that you managed to say that and only screw up once," I shrugged,

"Did you consider what you were doing to Sam? He was happy with me,"

"Look, I understand you're upset about your breakup. But this is a class, all these students paid to be taught and you standing here discussing a personal matter is wasting both their time and money. If you wish to further discuss your grievances with me then please wait outside, if you wish to learn some choreography then please be quiet unless you have a question directly related to this class. If you don't want to do either of those things, then please leave and stop wasting everyone's time," I swear it almost killed me to be professional about it rather than tearing her down in front of everyone but I wasn't going to let her ruin my reputation here.

"Nice act," she retorted.

"Okay, please leave," Koosung stated.

"I paid for this lesson," she frowned.

"No, you paid to participate in this lesson, instead you're disrupting it and that's not fair on the other students," Koosung stated seriously.

"Whatever," she rolled her eyes walking out the door.

"Thanks,"

"She was disrupting the class," he shrugged as if it were nothing to do with me.

MARK

"Whitney," I called.

She walked into the office with a frown on her face, she did that when I yelled for her through the door instead of using a more polite way of calling for her. I didn't really see the point of calling her when she was right outside my door.

"Yes?"

"Can you set up a meeting with the organiser for the charity gala for this week some time, and send Jason up from the finance team, these numbers aren't right, and get HR up here, I want to know what's taking so long with Bit I g a receptionist, " I listed.

"Would you like me to go and get you lunch?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Actually, yeah that would be good," she just nodded knowingly.

"What?" I questioned.

"Nothing, you just get a little hangry around lunchtime," she shrugged leaving the room.

"I don't get hangry," I frowned after her.

CHARLIE

"Wrong," I frowned shaking my head.

"Stop picking on her," koosung mumbled.

"I'm not picking on her, she's wrong I'm trying to help her," I lied.

I had been irritated enough about Alissa being in the evaluation, how she was in my class? I mean I get why Doobin was here, but why was she? Was she following him?

So my irritation towards her came out in what I thought was helpful criticism, in the sense that it helped me get out my frustration. She had looked to Doobin a few times for help because it's not like he was shy about speaking out in class, be he just shrugged at her and looked away.

"Okay, let's break it down, step by step," I stated, we had already done that six times so it was understandable when half of the students g.r.o.a.n.e.d about it, she was the only one who kept messing up the moves.

"It's a beginners class guys, we all need to be on the same page," I said, knowing that the rest of the class was also getting annoyed with her. This way I wasn't the bad guy, I was just the teacher trying to help a student.

"Can't we just kick her out of class?" One of the other girls mumbled. It took a lot of effort to stop myself from laughing.

"Hey, we don't put other students down," I stated trying to reframe from smirking.

"We kicked the other girl out who was disrupting the class," someone else commented.

"Isn't there a beginners class for the beginners class?" A guy towards the back asked.

"Okay, why don't we take 5?" Koosung interjected.

Alyssa looked like she was going to cry, there were a few girls behind her mumbling about how she was picked for the choreographer's evaluation, one asked if she was sleeping with one of them. It almost killed me inside to be a teacher rather than agree with them.

"You two, out," I stated.

"Sorry?" One of them frowned.

"Out of my class,"

"Why?"

"We have a no-bullying policy, making comments like that, even if you're joking, can ruin someone's career. I'm not going to have gossiping teenagers in my classroom. This is a beginners class not everyone will be at the same level, you should be supporting each other,"

"I thought she was an advanced student though?"

"Whether she is or isn't, is not the concern here. It's also not your business, and making jokes about a student sleeping with a teacher to get ahead is belittling the professionalism a d undermining the reputation of all the choreographers here. This may just be a class for you, but this is our job, our livelihood and we take pride in it, so, I'll tell you again. Get out of my classroom,"

I wasn't really sure when that had even come from, maybe the fact I didn't have anything solid to kick Alissa out, maybe the fact I was still pissed about Bianca, probably the fact that I had actually slept with a student.

"Are you okay today?" Koosung asked.

"I'm fine,"

"I think maybe you should go home after this class," he gave me a concerned look.

"I have a second class and then I have to go to work,"

"I'll take your second class,"

"No, you won't,"

~~~~~~~

I swear I couldn't get away from him, the second class I had today I was a little relieved to have because I was sure that Doobin wouldn't be in it, it was like the room was s.u.c.k.e.d of oxygen he strolled on, Jacob right behind him.

"Hey," he smirked. Jacob smacked him in the back of the head.

"Ow," he frowned.

"Stop flirting with the teacher," he reprimanded.

"Go sit down," I stated nosing towards the group of students already sitting on the floor stretching.

I waited a few more minutes for the last of my students to arrive before I stressed the class.

"Hey guys, I hope you remember the choreography from last week, we are going to be carrying on from where we left off," I began, I noticed Doobin and Jacob muttering to each other. I ignored it and continued on.

"We will do a quick recap just to jog your memories, who would like to brave the stage and show us what we learnt last week?" I asked, a few faces paled, a few others looked away, Doobin and Jacob were still whispering away.

"I will," a girl whose name I don't remember, volunteered.

"Come on up," I stated playing the song, I could only half concentrate on when she was doing because o could see Doobin and Jacob in the mirror mumbling away.

"I'm sorry," I paused the song. She frowned looking a little frightened.

"Was I wrong?" She asked sheepishly.

"No, I'm sorry you were fine. Doobin and Jacob, is there something you wish to share with the class?"

"I mean not really, but if you want me to I can," Doobin shrugged.

"Either be quiet and show a little respect to your classmate ore share whatever it is with the class so we can all understand what is so engaging that you fi d it necessary to discuss I'm my classroom,"

"Okay, we were just talking about how attractive you are," he smirked.

"Get out," I sighed.

"You told me to share,"

"And now I'm telling you to get out, I've had enough of rude students today, I'm not in the mood for any more. So out,"

"Told you," Jacob mumbled.

"Both of you," I raised an eyebrow.

"What did he do?" Doobin frowned.

"You were both talking when you should have been focusing your attention towards the student that was standing in front of the whole class. Unless you are talking to yourself, both of you stand up and leave my class,"

"Are you kidding?" Doobin frowned at me.

"Do I look like I'm kidding?" I raised an eyebrow.

He just stared at me stunned for a moment before Jacob ushered him out of the room, but not before apologising. I heard a few of the students mumbling about how I was harsh and mean but it didn't really phase me.

THEA

I pulled into the parking lot to wait for Sam, Charlie had to be at the dance studio all day so she couldn't bring him and BM just sits there with him the whole time feeling guilty so I guess that's why Sam asked me if I could drive him.

I hummed along to the song on the radio, while I waited. I had only been sitting there for 5 minutes when I saw Sam walk out the door of the physiotherapy building. I frowned when I noticed he wasn't alone, he had a short blond girl walking out beside him, she was wearing a knee brace and using crutches so maybe she was just another patient he had started talking to?

He hugged her, giving her his bandaid smile, I let out a sigh. That was the smile he gave girls when he had started dating them, I called it the bandaid smile because he only ever dated a new girl when he was trying to distract himself from Charlie, but she was still there.

He made his way over to the car and got in the passenger's seat without saying any more than a hey.

"So, who was that?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, you say that?" he rubbed the back of his neck.

"No, I've been sitting here with my eyes closed," I frowned.

"That's just another patient," he shrugged nonchalantly.

"Right,"

"What?"

"Just another patient that you're friends with or just another patient you're dating?" I questioned.

"Why? Do you want to date me?"

"What? Ew, no," I frowned.

"I'm offended,"

"I've had no interest in dating you since the first five minutes after I met you when I noticed the longing love for Charlie you had in your eyes,"

"I did not have longing love for Charlie five minutes into meeting you guys," he frowned at me.

"No, you fell in love with you the second you saw her, there was just like five minutes between you meeting her and me showing up," I shrugged.

"How would you know if you weren't even there?"

"Because I know you, so who was she?"

"She's just a girl I've been texting," he muttered.

"You thought you had diverted my attention away from the fact you have a new girlfriend?"

"She's not my girlfriend, she's just not, not, my girlfriend,"

Charlie was going to be so pissed when she found out. Unless she didn't find out, Sam wasn't about to tell her and if I didn't then she wouldn't know. Except if she finds out I knew when she learns about it later, then she is going to be so pissed at me. I could have just left the whole thing alone and then I wouldn't be in this situation.

CHARLIE

I let out a long breath collapsing into the couch, my body was sore and I was drained, mostly emotionally, it had been a very trying day.

Doobin had tried to talk to me after class, that I wouldn't let him back into. Jacob had apologised again before leaving/ I had somehow managed to ignore Doobin and retreated home before I caved. I was sure that the only reason I didn't talk to him was that I was worried about Shawn noticing something going on between us.

The first thing I'd done when I got home was have a shower, Sam and Jae were here and I don't know why but I felt like if I didn't shower Jae would be able to tell that I was fighting the d.e.s.i.r.e to have s.e.x with a 19-year-old all day. He has a really weird sixth sense for other peoples s.e.x lives.

"Whose shirt is that?" Sam frowned.

"Jae's" I shrugged. Who else's would it be?

"That's not mine," Jae shook his head.

"Who else's would it be?" I looked down at the shirt, I had definitely seen it on someone before. I stopped breathing for a moment when I realised who I had seen wearing it.

"You bought it a few months ago," I tried to shrug the topic off.

"I've never worn that shirt before, I'm not sure I've even seen it," Jae tilted his head.

"How many shirts have you bought and never worn? You probably bought it because there was a two for one deal, you never really pay attention to the second item because all you hear is free. Let's be real here, how many items of your clothing that you've never worn, are in Charlie's wardrobe?" Thea stepped in to help me when she realised that the shirt was actually Doobin's.

"You have a point," he nodded.

"Did you just agree with me?" Thea looked mortified.

"Anyway, you can keep that one, it's almost as ugly as Thea," he shook his head.

"Why don't you just choke," Thea rolled her eyes huffing at him.

"I wouldn't want to take your job," he retorted.

"But you do it so much better,"

"I do a lot of things better than you, that, however, is not one of them,"

"Why are you even here?" Thea muttered leaving the room before Jae could hit back at here, not that it stopped him.

"So you can feed me, that is your what you're studying towards,"

"I'm studying to feed people with some class, not someone who would eat a soggy slice cardboard if someone smeared some sauce on it," she stormed back down the hallway.

"Would you two stop?"

"I'll stop when he leaves," Thea huffed.

"I'll leave once you've fed me," Jae retorted.

"I'll feed you something," Thea muttered leaving the room.

"That's why I'm here" he yelled back at here.

"Dude, stop," I rolled my eyes.

THEA

So after Jae and Sam had eaten and left, with some leftovers for BM, I sat down on the couch next to Charlie and debated how to tell her about Sam's new interest. I wasn't really sure how to bring it up, it's not like I could just blurt it out, I mean I could but I probably shouldn't.

"How did Sam's appointment go?" Charlie asked. In an attempt to not blurt it out I had been a little lost in thought, so when Charlie spoke unexpectedly, it scared the truth out of me.

"Sam has a new girlfriend," I word vomited.

"I'm sorry, what?" she frowned at me.

"I mean Sam said that they aren't dating but they aren't not dating either," I clarified.

"How do you know this?"

"I saw them walking out of the clinic together, they seemed pretty friendly, so I asked him about it," I shrugged.

"She's not Beunka, so that's a start, I guess," Charlie stated.

It was pretty clear all over her face that she was pissed about it though, I guess it's better than not telling her, this way she's not mad at me. But I didn't want to be Sam right now, and I really wouldn't want to be Sam's not plaything. Because let's be honest, that's exactly what she is, his plaything to distract himself from Charlie for a little while until he gets bored and decides to focus his attention back on Charlie.