An old dance. II PRESENT II The Dance fam & Gaze fam

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LaShonda leaned on the school's wall waiting for Miill Dance. A pretty cool sixth grader she'd met after another cool sixth grader she'd known longer introduced them to each other. So now he's like a little brother to her.

"Why are you talking to so many children." Crystal, LaShonda's sister said in an annoyed voice. Miill walks over to them at that very moment. "Hey! Milly!"

Miill smiles. "Ok! Enough of that let's just get this kid home so we can go home!" Crystal says impatiently as their driver pulls up at school.

They all hopped into the car and drove to Miill's house after giving their driver directions on where to go. On the way getting to know each other a little more resulting in Crystal getting less annoyed with Miill.

"Alright!" LaShonda states loudly with her British accent. "Grab your backpack miill. Oh! And thanks for the ride Mr. R." Mr. R nodded as the kids stepped out of the car.

However, when they opened the door, they were shocked to see their adoptive dad, Dar Mitchell there with Miill's big sister, Lizzy Dance close together holding each other.

"What. The. Bloody. Fuck." LaShonda said on instinct while alarming Lizzy and Mr. Mitchell. Lizzy swiftly pushes Mr. Mitchell a bit and leans on the couch.

"Lizzy?" Mill softly speaks questionably. Lizzy explained that she and Mr. Mitchell are friends and nothing more was going on.

They were still confused.

Finally, Miill spoke up. "It's weird, but at least they aren't dating." LaShonda and Crystal looked at each other, unsure of what to say. LaShonda nods agreeing with Miill. Crystal was still suspicious but didn't say anything. For now.

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