day four: Jaycee's flaw

Ivan said he was going to say something. I thought he has forgotten until my phone started ringing at 4 in the morning. 

Ivan calling..

His name in my phone was enough to make me get up from bed. I hit the answer button and said a good morning as properly as my bedroom voice can manage. 

"Morning" Ivan greeted rather too energetic he sounded funny. 

"What's up so early?" 

"Hmm.. can you meet me this morning?. And wear gym clothes."

Working out on a Thursday morning? We have school later, he seriously would ? 

I waited patiently. "Jaycee?" 

"Yeah, I'm sorry. Yea I can"

"Great. I'll message you the address." 

"Kay, see you." 

I stared at my phone for a full five minutes as it registered Ivan's name. Call ended..

I took a quick shower and put on my basketball jersey and hopped in my car. I brought a change of clothes and my school bag. 

Ivan texted me an address to a dance studio. The hell? Am I seriously gonna do this? Oh well he has been making me do stuff I don't normally do. Guess this is another. 

I took a detour at 7-11 for a cup of coffee and a bottled water. At 5am sharp, I arrived at the studio. Ivan welcomed me with a huge grin in his face and it actually made me feel less nervous. He dragged me to a corner, at the far end of the studio which I was thankful for. I'd probably freeze my ass off if he put us somewhere in the middle. When the music started playing, all my eagrness faded. My feet were a tangled mess. I couldn't keep my feet straight nor follow the steps. I really suck at this. Well Ivan looked amused, so I guess it's ok.  But I glared at him every now and then just for the sake of it. 

"I'm gonna get you for this." I told him and he laughed at me. 

"Hi baby." A woman who looked like a female version of Ivan came up to us and gave him a peck on the cheek. Her hair was short and she was wearing sweatpants. I also recognized her as he instructor. 

"Ma, this is Jaycee." She gave me smile which made me look at Ivan. They were alike but something was off. Her's were more vibrant, more alive..

"Glad to meet you, Auntie." 

She gave me a look, the way Ivan did when we first met at the school registrar's office. "You can call me mom." She laughed menacingly and walked away. 

She's definitely Ivan's mother.