Dancing with... Who? (Cameron Boyce fan fiction)

What Just Happened? Ch. 3

Chapter 3: What Just Happened?

I stood there staring dumbstruck at the figure before me. I still cannot believe that he is here.

Ok, so what do I do? Chicken out? Or stay and watch? I was so nervous that I couldn't even think straight.

Soon, though, Cameron was finished with his dance routine (the boy's got skills) and went over to pick up his hat. He walked over to his duffle bag and took out a bottle of water.

I was still shocked to see Cameron Boyce, THE Cameron Boyce, standing in the same room as me.

Ok ok. Just play it cool and walk over totally nonchalantly. It's cool. I mean it's not like if you walk over there and embarrass yourself he's going to think your an oaf.

Just shut up! And quite yapping in there, I can't focus if my thoughts are running a mile a minute.

Once again I was arguing with myself, or at least with the voice in my head. This happens whenever I get really nervous.

I shut out my thoughts and walked over to Cameron, trying my hardest not to suffer from a surprise heart attack.

"Hey, dude. You know, you look really familiar. Like I've seen you somewhere before". I tried my best to act as if meeting him wasn't that much of a big deal to me. "Oh yea! I remember now! You're the guy from Jessie. Cameron Boyce, right?"

"Yup. That's me", he replied smiling.

Omigosh! He's smiling at me! Ok calm down and return the smile.

I smiled back him. "Cool. So what exactly are you doing here?"

"Oh me? I'm an instructor here. I'm actually supposed to be teaching the next class. Are you in the next class?"

"Oh no, I'm not. I'm soon going to be, though. The secretary told me I could watch the classes for now".

"Ok well when you do come to my class, I would love to see you dance".

I couldn't help but blush a little. "O-ok then. I hope I won't disappoint you".

A few other people walked inside the room. His class, I guess.

"I guess I'd better get out of your way then", I waved at Cameron and went to my seat.

He just smiled and turned to his people who had just entered the room.

Maybe I should've asked him for his autograph. But then I don't have any paper or a pen. I could always ask for his autograph later, he is my dance instructor after all.

Cameron Boyce, my dance instructor? I can't wait to tell the girls at New York about this.

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It's really short. Not my best work either, but I have a headache and I was bored soooo. Anyway, hopefully the next one could be longer. Hahaha later! (^_−)−☆