Never Trust A Man Who Can Dance

Chapter II - Good guys buy you pizza

            Black hair, brown eyes, perfectly tanned skin, a height of 6'1 ft and a well-built body. Well, that's Nathan Carlos Cooper. Talented and smart guy. Every girl could be head over heels or him and people think we're together. But no, we're not. We're just friends, I mean , I could always spread rumors that he's gay. But I choose not to, because people will kill me.

           "Hey." He says as he sits beside me. We're both at the garden, well, not really, but it's a closed space with a really big tree and benches around it. We call it, decagon. "What are you doing?" He asks and returns my ring on my middle finger. "Nothing. It's just so boring." I say and he nods. "How's the audition?" I ask. The audition was last week and he spent the whole week trying to practice for his dance. " I didn't get accepted. I guess I wasn't really that good." He says as he looks at the people around. "It's okay. There's still a lot of time to practice more." I say and he smiles at me. "Can I see what you've performed?" I asked and he nods. He gets his phone and plays "Marry Me" by Jason Derulo. I know this song and I jam to it sometimes.

"A hundred and five is the number that comes to my head"

"When I think of all the years I wanna be with you" He starts dancing, moving, making every step of his look so graceful.

" Wake up every morning with you in my bed, and that's precisely what I plan to do"
I don't know but his body is so flexible and it bends easily, I can't even.

"I say, will you marry me, I swear that I will mean it"
"I say will you marry me"

He stopped the music, and looked at me. I am still in 'awe' with how good he is. He looked at me with both eyebrows raised. "Well?" He said, "Well what?" I ask, stupidly. "How was it?" He asks again. "Oh, it was really good. I don't know why they didn't accept you." I say. "Well, for starters, maybe I was just a little too good for them." He says, smiling like crazy. I laugh, really hard just to indicate that he must be joking, but deep inside, I do think that he's too good for them. "I'm going to change my shirt for a bit." He says and goes off to the bathroom.

"Tessa!" I hear Mila shout my name from our classroom. I walk towards her and she grabs my arm. "Ow! What is it?" I ask, giving off an annoyed tone. "Let's go buy some books tomorrow." She says. "Why?" I ask and she rolls her pretty little green eyes. "Because! I don't have anymore books to read! And I'm dying." She says and I look at her with an eyebrow raised. "Okay fine. But you buy me a book too. Atleast one." I say and she gives me a thumbs up. "Just one though. I don't have that much money with me." She says. We both go to our desks and I sat on my chair. "I was wondering where you went off to." Nathan says as he sat down on his chair. "Yeah, sorry about that. Mila dragged me here." I said and he nodded. "So, I heard you're going to the mall tomorrow?" He says. "Yep. It's a saturday, so free time!" I say to him as I put my arm on my desk. "So, do you need anyone else to go with you?" He asks, I look at him and he smiled innocently.

"Really? Do you really want to come with us?" I ask and he nods. "You sure you won't get bored with a stack of books all around you?" I ask and his smiling face dropped. I laugh quietly. "Look at you." I say as I still continue to laugh. " Do you really have to go to a bookstore?" He asks and I roll my eyes at him. "Yes. Because that's the purpose as to why we're going to the mall." I say as he tries to roll his eyes. "Was that you, trying to roll eyes?" I ask, grinning. "Yes." He said and I laugh again. "Oh my god. You, you don't know how to roll your eyes!" I say as I hold my stomach and laugh at the same time. I look at him and he had this expression of embarrassment and amusement. "It's not my fault that my eyes are that pretty that they can't even roll." He says smiling. I still laugh and give him a pat on the shoulder.

I turn my back at him because I need to get my book in science, when suddenly, there's a ticklish sensation on my side. "Nathan! Stop!" I say as I laugh at the same time. I'm really not good with being tickled. "Nathan!-- Stop!" I say as I still keep on laughing, and I feel tears swelling down my eyes. He stops, letting me breathe. Really, I get so tickled so easily, it's not even funny.

"Ha! My revenge for laughing at me so much." He says as he laughs with all his might. I frown at him as I crossed my arms and hid my face at my desk. "Stay away from me." I say to him and I know, he's not smiling or grinning anymore either. "Tessa, Im sorry. I won't tickle you again, I promise." He says as he plays with my left hand. "Tessa," he says again, and I still continue to ignore him. "I'll, I'll buy you pizza." He says and I quickly sit straight and grin. "You sure?" I say to him and he smiles at me.

Okay, girls, pick the good guys , because good guys buy you pizza.