super-shots

~Dance Class~

WATCH THE VID WHEN YOU SEE THE ** SIGN!!!!

I CANT WAIT FOR THE SECOND CHAPTER TO THIS!

USE YOUR BIG IMAGINATION AND IMAGINE YANIS IS MITCH OKAY? okay......

NO, NO TFIOS QUOTES!
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~Scott's POV~

*ring ring ring*

"ugh"

*RING RING RING*

"ughh shut the fuck up!"

*RING RING RI-*

I finally turned off that dumb ass alarm clock! Yes, and now for a few more minutes of sleep...

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........... *RING RING RING!!*

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

I checked my phone and seen that my friend Kirstie was calling. What in the hell do she want?

"Hello?" I answered with attitude.

"Good morning pumpkin, I got coffee and breakfast waiting on the counter. Get your ass up and in that damn shower. We have 45 mins."

"When did you get here?"

"Five minutes ago, now get up."

I hung up on her and peeped my head out my bedroom door to see a hyper Kirstie on my living room couch in dance clothes...... I'm not ready for today.

I didn't even want to go! I'm more of a hip-hop dancer! Kirst said this was a....... jazz heels class?..... I don't remember but she said she didn't want to go alone. She said you don't have to wear heels which was a huge relief because I DID NOT want to buss my ass in front of everyone.

I heard the teacher of the class was Mitchell Grassi?...... I bet he is stuck up, mean, and stern just like every dance teacher. He probably thinks he runs the world, and I'm not good with people like that.
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After I get out the shower, brush my teeth, wash my face, and style my hair it is about time to go.

I join Kirstie in my living room and head out the door.

I eat my breakfast on my way to the studio and I'm just going to tell you that was SO GOOD! It was a pastry like substance with fruits and shit like that. And on the side I had banana bread which is my FAV!
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When we enter the studio I added water to my now empty coffee cup.

As we walk down the hallway to room 69 I think why did we come out here to London for our vacation and go to a dance class? Kirstie has no chill and doesn't know what real fun is, not like I do...... #AmericanHorrorStory.

We make it to room 68 and Kirstie walks in while I sit on the little couch outside the room looking through the glass wall.

This place is really nice and classy. Its giant glass walls almost everywhere adding a beautiful glow. Like if you took a selfie anywhere it would be a perfect angled selfie with great lighting.

The dance room was dark red with Mahoganywood floors. It was breath taking.

"Are you new here?"

"AH! Wait what ?! Oh my god you scared me!"

I said between laughs.

"Oh so I scared you now?"

"Yeah you did...."

I looked at the person sitting beside me, but I couldn't see his face. He was looking ahead at the boys and girls stretching with his hood up.

I was kind of confused when I seen males in the class, but not all of them had heels on.