"And 5, 6, 7, 8" I yell before I start dancing in sync with my friends. The stereo was blasting Missy Elliots's Lose Control. When we got through the twelve counts of eight we had come up with we started goofing off on the bars that were in the studio. I grabbed one and flipped myself upside down and slid down the bar laughing my ass off as my hair slid out of its pony tail.
"How did you do that?" Leena yelled in between laughs. I just shrug and get back up and pull myself back up the bar and slide back down provocatively. I move my hips to the beat of the song and twirl around the pole, as I circle I let myself fall into a split. Instead of just clambering up I grab higher on the bar and pull myself out of my split keeping my legs straight the whole time.
"Nice arm strength!" Melissa whistled.
"Nice butt curvature!" Leena added and I laughed adding a couple hip pops, just for her, to the last counts of the song. We were all laughing when I heard a whistle come from the door of the studio. I whip around my hair splaying everywhere.
"So, you can dance." I spot Dean standing leaning up against the wall indicating he was there for more than a few seconds. I cock my head at him and he grins sheepishly. I roll my eyes and walk over to the stereo system to shut it off when I get a better idea. Let's make this jerk drool.
I shot a glance to Leena. She nodded at me.
I search through my phone to find an old song that the girls and I had created a dance to for Melissa's bachelorette party last year and sent to her husband for his bachelor party.
I pressed Express by Christina Aguilera, from the Burlesque soundtrack and turned the volume up very high. (AN: I SUGGEST LISTENING TO THE SONG AS YOU READ THIS)
"Hey Melissa can I take the lead?" I ask with a smirk.
"It's all yours." She grinned and I took the middle bar.
I began lip syncing with the soundtrack.
"It's a cold and crazy world that's raging outside" I libbed and spun around the pole going down then back up.
"But baby me and all my girls, are bringing on a fight." I say lifting both my arms up to point at the girls around me swishy my hair in the process.
"Show a little leg." I say taking my hand and dragging it up my leg.
"Gotta shimmy your chest." I say shimming my chest with the words.
"It's a life." Turn. "It's a style." Turn. "It's a need." Turn.
"It's burlesque." I lip slowly making my way into a split. I pull myself up with the bar in the next beat and all three of us girls start walking around the different bars in the studio. I watch Dean watch me. He swallows a I dip around one pole adding a little hip pop towards him. I make my way back to the middle pole. I let my hand roam freely over my body moving to the music.
We start into the "pole dancing" part of the dance. I grab the pole and spin wrapping my legs around the pole and putting my hands on the ground, almost in a backbend position and take my legs and push off of the bar in sync with the others girl. We don't skip a beat before grabbing and spinning around the pole again. This time spinning around twice making our way to the floor in splits, the same move I had done moments before to the other song. Instead of the normal move we would do I do the same maneuver as before grabbing the pole and pulling myself up just in time for the beat to pick up. The other girls simply climb off the floor.
We start our hip rolls and move our heads whipping our hair. We kick our legs up past our heads and snap our heads away from it. When our legs come down we plie and bring our hands down to our thighs and rub down our thighs as we start to lower to the ground on "I love to make the people stare."
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A Dance With The Devil (Spn fanfic)
Fanfiction(SUPERNATURAL FANFIC) I never thought that I would spend my life after high school in the studio I had dreaded going to every week. And I was right. Matter of fact a pair of brothers saved me from it. The Winchesters.
