super-shots

~Dance Class 2~

http://youtu.be/Du8ZiTyRgvI

THEY WOULDNT LET ME ADD THIS VID BUT I REALLY WANTED IT TO PLAY A PART SO THERE IS THE LINK AND ITLL BE ON MY MESSAGE BOARD AND IN THE COMMENT SECTION! IF YOU WANT TO JUST LOOK IT UP ON YOUTUBE THEN JUST SEARCH "Yanis Marshall "Ride" by Ciara" kk LOVE YOU ALL ❤️

oh and I'm so happy most of you already know Yanis and love his work (werk)
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"Sh*t" I said as I stumbled into the bathroom, emptying the contents of my stomach.

"shit shit shit shit...... shiiittttt! ughhh!" I groaned wiping the water from my eyes from throwing up.

I slowly stood up and flushed the toilet. I also brushed my teeth, showered, and took an advil.

"Kirstie?" I said laying back down.

"Oh hey babe, I was just on my way to your room. I'm down the hall."

"I think I have food poisoning.... shiiiiitttttt"

"Oh my god, okay one sec I'm almost there. I think I'm going to stay with you."

"No no Kirst, you don't have to not go because I'm not. We did come out here for you can visit his class."

"But we also came to have fun TOGETHER"

"you'll regret it later and it's better that one does than neither..... why does your phone sound weird?"

"Because I'm right beside you dumbass"

"wha- AHHH- DAMNIT KIRST!"

Kirstie doubled over in laughter.

"Shut that wide mouth up Hoying, you have neighbors"

She laughed harder looking at the face I gave her.

"How did you not see me?"

"Because you're a sneaky motherfucker"

Kirstie put her hand on my forehead and gave me a sympathetic look.

"Awh.... my baby is sick" she gave me a small pout "I'll go get you some soup"

"No no, go to class, I'll get room service. Go have fun."

I gave her a small smile which she returned.

"Okay..... if you're sure?....."

"yes I'm sure, now go before you're late" I said with a small chuckle.

"Okay bye, I love you!" She kissed my forehead and ran to the door trying to get there as soon as possible.

"That girl" I mumbled before turning the tv on to Family Guy.

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"Heyyyyy"

"Well hello to you too, were you late?"

"No, actually I was early. Some people are here but they're just stretching."

"That's cool. Hey can you tell Mitch that I'm sorry I couldn't make it?"

"Just tell him yourself"

"I don't have his- hello? hellooo?"

"Hello?"

"Oh ugh is this Mitch?" I said awkwardly with a small laugh.

"No it's Beyoncé"

"Pretty much the same but one is better than the other."

"And who is better"

"Hate to say it, but Mitch put Beyoncé to shame"

Mitch started to laugh, like really laugh. Tears came from his eyes but it was nothing everyone at the studio wasn't used to.

I was lightly laughing on the other end of the phone just enjoying the small Italians addictive laugh. Only if I could've seen his smile.

"I'm so sorry" Mitch said after he had calmed down.

"it's alright" I said with a chuckle.

"But seriously thanks" Mitch was so red and his dimples were prominent.

"No problem"

"Well I heard you were sick and I'm very sorry. Can't wait til' you're back again.... but I have to go finish stretching. Talk to you later?"

"How are you?"

"Ughh good" Mitch said, the smile in his voice noticeable.

"OMG I meant yeah" I covered my face and laughed.

"Im so stupid, that's embarrassing. Welp have fun Grassi"

Mitch chuckled "Get better Hoying"

"Omg Scott you made him so red"

"That's nice, I wanted to know if you could record the dance though ? I really wanted to see it"

"Ugh sure, I'll FaceTime you when it starts kk? Oh snap I got to go. Bye Scooter"

"Bye"
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I watched the beautiful being move across the screen, Mitch hit every move.

The dance was so sexual though and it made me........ tingly.

After the performance was over, I immediately hung up. Had a big problem that needed to be solved.

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I went on Twitter and followed Mitch. Looking at a few tweets I've noticed that he calls a lot of people dad.

His profile picture was so adorable and he had so many followers.

I seen that Mitch followed me and also sent me a tweet making my phone blow up from his many fans.

it said "Hello Stranger"

I smirked and said "hello Mr. Grassi"

"Mr. Grassi? Am I in trouble?"

"Yes, we have suspicion that something is going on in your home, what are you doing? with visuals please."

Mitch sent me a pic with his hair up in a small bun, wearing a light colored sweater.

"Waiting for you Officer Hoying"

"Going to be waiting a long time"

"Damn, that's not nice *pout*"

"Goodnight Bejonce, you have work tomorrow"

"Night Joy Zhe"

Mitch DM'd me and I got his number..... you can see the sun coming up and we're still on FaceTime. He's such a peaceful sleeper.

I whispered a goodnight and goodmorning to him before I hung up and fell asleep with the biggest smile.