the cats meow ☆ johnny castle

☆iv, did you have to say it like that?☆

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"well if i had to do it over, that's exactly what i'd do

i would travel night and day, and i'd still run all the way

baby, trying to get you" - trying to get to you, elvis presley

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The sun beat down on the resort guests, leaving a slight sheen of sweat on everyone's exposed skin.

Catherine was taking shelter at the wig stall and gazed into a small mirror.

Fluffing up her wig, she leant over to the older woman who was regretting sitting next to the teen. "Do you think I'd look good blonde?"

The old lady just glanced at her and shrugged awkwardly, attempting to turn away.

Catherine gave her a dirty look before getting up and fixing her real hair. As she went to go walk away, she noticed the tall, blonde dancer from way back.

Catherine jogged to catch up with the dancer, falling in step with her with a beaming smile on her face.

"You're such a good dancer. Is it true you were a Rockette?"

The dancer sighed, before looking down at her. "You're Max's kid, right?"

"Mhm." Catherine nodded, still looking at her expectantly.

The dancer scoffed. "Then yeah."

Catherine looked over at her retreating figure, lips parted in shock.

Neil and her grandfather had really screwed things up for her.

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Catherine always felt out of place. With the resort staff, she was a nepo baby, destined to live off of her grandfather's money. With the rich people, she was the daughter of an immigrant. With Neil and Max, she was a woman.

Now, leaning on a banister near all of the dancers, she stuck out like a sore thumb. Everyone shuffled around her awkwardly, the music was too loud, and the air too sticky.

Billy came sidling up to her, poking her sides. "Hey, KitKat. Your pops says that you need to be dancing - told me to drag ya out to the dance floor if I had to."

Catherine's eyes shined when he said that and let him pull her into the crowd. Billy was a genuine guy, and she'd really gotten to enjoy his company.

The two awkwardly tried to dance, snorting when they tripped over each other's feet until she was forced to hide her face in his chest, as the bungalow bunnies looked finished with them.

Billy stepped out for a second, needing water, and without her source of laughter, Catherine stood around, people-watching as goosebumps sprouted on her arms from the cold, biting breeze.

Baby and Neil shuffled past, and Catherine blew a kiss to the girl, making her fake vomit. Her cousin and her friend did another lap of the floor, before coming back to Catherine.

They danced awkwardly on the spot, as Baby leant over to Catherine. "Hey, your cousin and I are going for a walk. Just in case you were wondering."

Baby spoke a little too loud and her eyebrows were raised a little too high, as she pleaded with her eyes for Catherine to take the hint.

Catherine started suddenly. "Oh! Mind if I tag along? My dance partner left me."

Neil looked at her in betrayal. "Actually-"