A/N: THIS is where the drama starts.
Enjooooy.
Justin's POV
"Hey, I don't wanna be here as much as you don't."
Emily looks like she was just about to faint.
She bit her lip, and we both turned around.
He just grinned at her, totally ignoring my existence.
"So, Store Girl, am I gonna get a name."
"E-Emily."
"I'm Mikey. Fusco."
He held out his hand and Emily just stood there, thinking about something obviously more important then meeting a kind of famous dancer.
I nudged her in the side and she snapped out of her trance, whilst shaking his hand.
Usually Em wasn't so flustered like that. She said she wasn't one of 'those fangirls'.
I guess she re-thought that after THE Mikey Fusco approached her.
Basically everyone was staring at these two, while they stared at each other.
"People are staring, you might wanna react or walk away. I'd prefer the second option." I whispered in her ear.
She rolled her eyes and turned back around to Group 3. Mikey just walked away, with a hint of disappointment lingering over him.
He was trying not to let it show.
"So kids-" Emily began, until a 6th grader interrupted her.
"Hey, we're not kids, we're men! And women..!"
"Okay?" She said half annoyed half frustrated.
"So men, and women, before we begin our tour, any questions?"
A girl raised her hand, "How many clubs are there?"
I quickly butted in, "WELL, we have many but have you even considered Technology club? Who wouldn't be fascinated and interested by the vast history of technology?!"
Emily gave me the Let-Me-Handle-This face mixed with the You're-Boring-Everyone-Around-You face.
I hung my head in shame and back up a bit, letting her do all the talking.
Emily's POV
Not only did I have to deal with Mr. McFlirt, but now I have to deal with Louis and his constant complaining.
"When is this tour oveeeeer?"
"Where's the foood?"
"What time can we leave?"
"Is your hair always this greasy? Yuck!"
This is why I'm thankful to be an only child.
Well technically I did have siblings.
I went into foster care while they got adopted.
Or so my foster mother told me.
Eh, it could be worse.
Like Nick Mara and Vincent Castronovo could be walking towards me at this moment.
Oh.
Well fuck.
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Acceptable Movement (Iconic/ToBeOne/Castronovo FanFic)
FanfictionMeet Emily Garrett. After moving in with her foster parent, she finds a hobby that almost changes her life, dance. But her 'mom' demands ballet and jazz, and forbids her to dance to any other type. Join Emily as she searches for romance, friends, an...
