Dance With Me

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Demi

"Hola," (Hi,) I greeted happily as I travel down the line, my tray in hand as I look over at the Latina girls who were also competing against us.

They look over at me and smiled. "Hola," (Hi,) They say and Marisol leans over my shoulder, giving them a smile.

"Hola, de donde son? Me llamo Marisol, esta pequeñita es Demi." (Hi, where are you from? My name is Marisol, this shorty is Demi.) Marisol says and motions to me while I threw her a glare.

"No soy pequeña," (I'm not short,) I tell her and she snorts in laughter.

"Si la eres," (Yes you are,) She says and gives me a cheeky grin before turning back to the girls. "Es pequeña, no la ves?" (She's short, don't you see?)

The girls laugh before nodding, my frown deepen and they laugh harder. "Si, eres. Pero esta bien chica, Camilita aquí también es chiquita," (Yes, she is. But its fine girl, Camilita here is small too.) The girl in front of me says with a deep Bolivian accent, I smile at them as she motions to the small girl next to her.

"Ser chiquita es asombroso," (Being small is awesome,) Camilita says and I nodded.

"A veces," (Sometimes,) I said and we converse more as we grab our lunches, then paid for it and started to walk back to our tables.

"Se quieren sentarse con nosotras-" (Do you guys want to sit with us-) I was about to ask but quickly stop when I saw a girl leaning onto Nick, flirting with him. He was pushing her away from him, telling her something along the lines 'I have a girlfriend, stop it'.

My eye twitch and I went over to them, I slam my tray down between them and sat down between them. I turn my attention to the girl and gave her a cold glare.

"Excuse me, but I don't like bitches hitting on my man when he clearly is in a relationship with me, and only me. Do me a damn favor and move your fake ass away from him before I fucking kill you," I say through gritted teeth, and felt Nick's hand on my lower back.

I didn't pay him any attention, just glaring at the girl in front of me. She raises a eyebrow at me and smirks, she had the fucking nerve to smirk. "Make me," She says and I narrow my eyes at her.

"Gladly." I say before grabbing the plate of cake from my tray and smashing it against her face. She gasps and stands up, whipping the frosting away from her eyes.

"Bitch!" She yells at me.

"Pendeja!" I yelled back and all of a sudden, she grabs a glass of orange juice and pours it over my head.

That pretty much did it for the whole cafeteria throwing food at each other and yelling things at each other. Somewhere in the beginning, the bitch had walked off.

I completely forgot about her as Nick smashes a piece of pie into my face, I squealed as he laughs loudly.

I scrunch up my face, whipping away the pie from my eyes. "Oh you're so gonna pay," I say and grab a slice of pizza before throwing it at him. It hits him smack in the face and I laugh at his shock face.

"Okay, now come here you!" He says and quickly walks to me, he scoops me up in his arms and throws me over his shoulder.

I laugh and squeal as he runs around the dirty cafeteria, slipping on some kind of food on the floor occasionally.

"Nice! O-Okay stop before all my blood goes to my head!" I say and he slips on something, making us tumbling into the ground.

I laugh as I landed on my ass while Nick on his back, he laughs as he looks up at me. I cradle his face and lean down to kiss him, even if we had food on our faces.

I peck his lips a couple of times before I heard the cafeteria going dead quiet, I pulled away from him and look over at everyone. They were starting at the front doors of the cafeteria, where one of the judges stood, some spaghetti was stuck to his suit.

I look up at Marisol and she had the 'oh fuck, I'm in trouble' kind of look as she hid behind someone, she was probably the one who threw it.

I grimace as I saw the angry look on the judge's face and Nick looked up too.

"Oh shit," He mutters next to me and I couldn't agree more.

"Who started this?!" The judge yells and I tense when a couple of people pointed their fingers at me.

He turns his furious gaze at me. "You are going to clean this up!" He says and before I could protest, Nick goes on his knees and holds up his hand.

"Actually I was the one that started it, I'll clean this up." Nick lies and I look at him with wide eyes.

"Nic-" I started to say but the judge cuts me off.

"Then you clean it up, everyone else, dismiss! When I come back, I want this spotless! You act like children!" He says before walking out of the cafeteria. Everyone else piles out, and we look over at our crew who stayed, they gave us sheepish smiles.

"You both can't clean this place up by yourselves huh? The least we can do is help."

And I knew in this moment, I can count on them for anything.