All of Cyan's sessions went well today. She got a couple more new students and one particular guest looked like he had fun. James was almost a natural; his lankiness came in handy with the positions. Plus being a hockey player, he already had the athletic advantage over most of the others. He did a great job keeping up, impressing Cy since it was his first time actually stepping foot in a yoga studio.

James decided to stay the entire day actually. He switched between instructors; the first half of the day with Cyan and the rest with Blair. The only time he left was to get lunch. He didn't participate in every class just observing from the back of the class in a corner or in the doorway. He was amazed at how much athleticism it actually takes to do everything. He was even more amazed with Cyan and how graceful she was just like when he saw her yesterday. She was full of energy, kind and welcoming to everyone, remembering names the best she could, helping the students through encouragement and guidance.

"I didn't expect you to stay the entire day, Neal." Said Blair while she gave a small jab to his right shoulder. She taught hot yoga today; her hair is stuck to the back of her neck while her clothes stick to her body. Her face is flushed and was bouncing with energy.

"Yeah," James says rubbing the back of he beck. " I didn't really mean to, just kinda happened. It was interesting. I think I did a good job. Right Cy?" He said when he saw Cyan walking towards the front desk with her mat and shoes.

"Oh yeah! I'm surprised that you were able to keep up actually. You may feel tight tomorrow so don't think today was easy." She said smiling as she sat the computer and entered some closing day data.

"I didn't say it was easy!" James exclaimed as he went to lean over the desk. He wasn't gonna admit to Cy that the poses were a little difficult because like any guy, he wants to impress the girl.

"Ok," Cy responds skeptically. " Whatever you say." She types some more info into the computer, trying her best to ignore the fierce staredown James might be giving her. She knew was looking at her and she was more than flustered to look at him.

"Alright, I'm done." Cyan says as she gets up from the computer and grabs her things, heading towards the door. "It was nice of you to come James, though you didn't have to spend the whole day but it was nice."

"Yeah, I thought you'd be annoying but you weren't." Blair joked as she followed Cyan out. James followed quickly behind.

"Ouch guys! Thanks for letting me hang out over here. I feel good, maybe I'll add yoga to my workout regimen."

"That's great! It definitely will help you with your game and recovery from injury." Blair responds. "Hey Cy," she asks. Blair and James go to the elevator while Cyan locks the studio doors.

"What's up?" Cyan walks over to the elevator as Blair presses the down arrow- the doors slide open with a noisy clang before they step inside. She presses the buttons for the second and first floor.

"Can I take a shower at your place? I don't want to drive all the to my apartment like this."

"Sure!" Cyan answered. She was glad Blair wanted to come over because all she wanted to talk about was James.

"Can I come over?" James half joked.

"Ha! I'm sorry James, we're just not at that level yet. Maybe someday." Cyan chuckled. The door stopped and opened at the second floor where the girls got off. "We'll see you later... maybe?" Cyan asked shyly. She hoped she did.

"Of course. See you two later." James smiled at the girls while the elevator doors closed.

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"You are so into James oh my gosh." Blair calls out from the bathroom. She comes out of the bathroom in one of Cyan's towels, her hair wrapped also. She grabs one of Cyan's lotions and sits on her bed.

"Shut up! No I'm not." Cy refutes. Ok, maybe just a little bit she thinks to herself. She grabs her towel and clothes before she goes to the shower.

"I hope you didn't use all the hot water, Blair."

"Nope. Are you going to at least admit James is smoking hot? Because I might take him if you don't."

"He is, you know I think he is. I just," she trails off as she starts the shower and closes the door to undress. She looks at the scars under breasts and reminisces on what happened— she had just turned twenty-two when she found the lumps. She remembers how scared she and her family was. Even though they caught the lumps early, a lot of her breasts were reconstructed over the course of a year and a half. She found herself terribly depressed and it took a toll on her especially on her arms. Trying to balance school, work and fighting for her life didn't make her want to live.

"Hey," she heard Blair's voice close to the door. "I know you're scared. I know its been a shitty couple of years but can you give him a chance? Try to let someone else into your life even if you don't tell him everything." Cyan gets into the shower which is now spewing hot water. She doesn't even care that it can burn her skin, at least she can feel something. She turns down the temperature and begins cleaning herself.

"Ok," she yells out. "I'll give this a shot."

"YES!!" Blair screams out as she opens the bathroom door. "I'm so shipping this, I am going to help you get that man even if it kills me." She shouts at the shower screen.

"Oh my fucking gosh Blair! Ok but get out please, you don't need to see me naked." Laughs Cyan. Blair laughs and backs out of the shower.

"I am getting you two together. I promise."

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"She is amazing. She's so fucking nice to everyone and energetic and funny. She's a great teacher and incredibly smart." James lists on and on about his day with Cyan to Paul. After he left the studio he went straight to Paulie's house and has been eating everything and singing praises about Cyan and her work.

"Ok loverboy," Paulie says as he leans back in his barstool at the counter. "Did you get her number to ask her out?" James smacks his face at his own idiocy. How could he have spent the entire day with the woman and not even ask for her number? He was losing his edge.

"You're hopeless man," Paulie said laughing at his friends misfortune. "You're gonna have to go back to the studio tomorrow or ask Max to get her number from Blair."

"The last is a better idea, I think. I've never felt this way before man, I honestly can't stop thinking about her it's weird." The last time James felt this strongly about a girl was a while ago and it didn't end so well.

"We'll you better get on with it because I heard a certain captain is kind of interested too." Paul mumbles before he drinks his beer.

"Are you fucking kidding me?! Sid can't like her! I'll fucking will never get a chance if he says anything to her."

"You never know, maybe he isn't her type." Paul said encouragingly.

"He is nearly every female fan's type. With his good boy persona and skill and shit." James was a little jealous of the man. With all the fame and money he could have any girl that came his way but he chose to remain low key. He was all around perfect and it pissed James off.

"Dude, chill out. Just fucking talk to her like a normal person and you might have a chance."

"Yeah, I guess. Thanks man." James said with a small smile.

"No problem man. But can you do me a favor and go home? You owe me in groceries." Paul said as he looked into his fridge.

"Ah shit, yeah sorry. " James blushed as he got up and bolted for the door.

"You owe me!" Paul yelled after him while James ran home laughing out loud.

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