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J E N N I E"The tango. You have to have it in your arsenal, people. The first thing you need to understand is it's all about sex." Cassandra told us.
"When you're dancing the tango with someone, you're seducing them. Partner up. We're gonna start with abrazo, the embrace." Our dance teacher announced.
"Not you, Schwimmer. You too Kim. Keep practicing those jazz hands back in the corner." Ms. July ordered and I furrowed my eyebrows. "I already know how to do jazz hands." I responded.
"Wait...but I...Ms. July...I'm sorry, um...if I'm ever gonna play Evita, I'm gonna have to learn how to tango." Rachel added.
"We're short two boys, so you two need to sit out. And you two don't have enough sex appeal to pull off a credible tango if you were to dance if together." Our teacher told us.
"You're awkward and tentative in your body, and you move like you're ashamed of it. Arms up! Ready? Five, six, seven, eight." Cassandra started counting down.
I exchanged annoyed looks with Rachel before we started doing jazz hands. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight." Cassandra continued counting.
*SATURDAY*
This morning Kurt, Rachel, and I rented bikes and rode them to all of the house and apartment viewings we have scheduled for today. I suggested that we should take my car instead but, Kurt insisted on riding bikes today.
The final apartment viewing today is three bedrooms, one-bathroom apartment in Bushwick. The neighborhood is sketchy and if it wasn't for the garage parking, I wouldn't trust parking my car outside.
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