Straight Up Hustler (REDOING)

Chapter Twelve

"Be yourself and fuck everything else." -Alex Gaskarth

Chapter Twelve: I'll Kick Your Ass at Just Dance

I stared as the boys were all piled on top of one another, still sleeping. I laughed quietly and brought out my phone. I took several pictures and put all of them on to my snapchat story. I also posted some on Instagram, tagging all of my friends in the picture.

It was now around 9:20 in the morning and the guys were all still snoring loudly on the couch. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my phone speaker. I plugged in my phone and searched through my music, trying to find the 'hardest' music I had. I settled on a song called Abigail by Motionless in White. I started it out soft, so it wouldn't be quiet as obvious, before blaring the screamo part as loud as it would go.

All of them jolt awake and fall off the couch since they had their legs all tangled up in the blanket. I laughed and took more pictures on my phone. I turned the music off and they all glared at me. 

"You're so gonna pay." Anthony growled.

I rolled my eyes.

"What are you gonna do, kick me?" I mocked.

"Just Dance battle!" Zack yelled, running around in circles.

"I'm gonna need some orange juice." I muttered, walking into the kitchen.

We all ate breakfeast before moving into the game-room. They had the playstation hooked up in the living room since they watched Netflix off of it all the time. The game room is where the rest of the gaming equipment was, such as the wii.

We all fixed up our remotes and looked through all of the Just Dances we had to choose from.

"Well, which one first?" I asked, my hair now in a ponytail.

"2014!" Tyler shouted.

I put into the machine as we looked through the song options. The game room was pretty big, but was still kinda squished for four people to be playing Just Dance.

"First pick!" I yelled, attaching my remote to my wrist.

The guys all groaned.

I choose Pound the Alarm by Niki Minaj because it was hilarious. We all picked our characters and got into our ready positions.

I did the awkward hip motions while laughing, it was so funny watching them trying to do hip thrusts. The only one who really had it down was Zack, he was used to thrusting, I'm sure.

Zack is a man-whore.

For other men.

Just kidding, he was just kind of...flamboyant.

I currently had a ship between him and Tyler. 

#Zyler all the way.

"Oh my god, I forgot how much of a horrible dancer you were!" Anthony exclaimed, grimacing as we attempted to shimmy together.

We weren't looking so hot, but I was winning so what the heck.

Zack was coming in close behind and me and Tyler had already giving up, sitting on the couch.

Zack almost went down during the cowboy conga line move from sliding to much on the carpet. Anthony had tried to do the side hip thrust with the matching leg hopping move when he tripped. I laughed at him and kept doing the dance moves.

"Ow!" I yelped.

"It's nice to hit girls." Zack said calmly.

"Good thing I didn't hit a girl then." Anthony retorted, taking a seat on the couch.