Downtown Funtown

The Fastline

Downtown New York always a busy place, but it has it's beautiful moments like when the Statue of Liberty shines bright in the afternoon sun or the fireworks show on the fourth of July. No matter the occasion New York likes to do things big and leave a everlasting impression.

"Zach come on man your gonna be late for your school and I know you don't want to miss it because you have dance class at the beginning and the end of the day." yelled Max, Zach Burner a 17 year old teen with orange hair, (Yes it's natural), brown eyes and a kinda bulk build, his brother Max was 20 years of age, blue hair along with blue eyes and a built despite being a professional dancer. "Zachary get up and get dress so we can have breakfast and you can go to school." yelled Fiona, their mother Fiona was a woman with blue hair and brown eyes, unfortunately their father is deceased, died in a train crash along with 200 other people from engine failure causing the train to flip but he had orange hair and blue eyes. "Alright." mumbled Zach "Be down in a minute." He yelled, he got up brush his teeth, washed his face, threw on some clothes and headed downstairs to get some breakfast. "Bro, you better be lucky we live close to the school or else you'll be late today." smirked Max "I know but I'm never late for dance, it comes to me my brother." Zach replied "Alright Mr. Dance Comes To Me." Interrupted Fiona, "you need to eat or you won't be at your best today." "Yeah can't dance on an empty stomach little bro." agreed Max "Alright I'm eating chill you two, I know I can't dance my best if I'm hungry I've done it before and it didn't work out so well." said Zach "Okay and make sure that you that you grab your lunch on your way out." said Fiona "Gotcha Mom." smirks Zach as he grabs his lunch and heads out the door "Wonder what we're going to do in dance class today." he thought

William Scott Highschool was a 3 story building with a total of 38 classes each holding a different subject like Calculus, forensic Science, and a guy's favorite gym. The school altogether had a total of 1200 students and the classes varied from 18 to 24 students in each class, but now Zach runs down the hallways  to reach one of the dance room, Room 320 to be exact. It is one of the 3 dance rooms on the campus, 320 was the intermediate dance class, Room 218 was the beginner/novice dance class, and finally Room 280 was the Intermediate II dance class, the professional dance classes had to be taken at college but if you got to the Intermediate II class, you had the skills to take it to the professional level.

"Crap Mr. George will have me on a silver platter if I'm late and I don't want to get on his bad side already." thought Zach as he entered the hallway to his dance class, "Thank lady luck, I made it to class on time." he sighed "Zach my man, what took you so long? I was beginning to think that you weren't coming to school today and leave me here to enjoy all the dancing." said Hector "Hec, you know that I love dancing as much  as I do Owl City and T-Pain." He replied "Also I got a late start this morning I couldn't get to sleep especially since me and you got into the same class back to back." "Yeah, I cant blame you looking this devishly handsome an being able to dance is truly a gift, now if only I could improve my voice I would be the greatest guy at this school but of course you would be the second best." said Hector "Hector no one could improve your singing voice not even Ne-yo or Chris Brown, because when you sing I swear you could kill someone with your voice." snided Zach "You only wish that you could sing like me, my friend." grinned Hector "Only you wish that upon me not me myself I don't want to hurt no one eardrums." said Zach "Alright class hush up and listen. Just because  you advanced to intermediate class does not mean you can't go back down, dancing means that you can actually dance and put forth the effort not the people you know." said Mr. George "Well sir, then I believe that some of the kids in here need to leave now while they can because I'm here to work not to babysit or to play games with these guys," interrupted Jackson "Mr. White, you are entitled to your opinion but that does not mean that you can voice it anytime you want to, this is My Class meaning you don't talk and interrupt me while I am speaking" boomed Mr. George "Now, I expect everyone to try everything, don't give up because you dont pick up stuff like others around you. Your dancing style may be different and you may learn things differently but that does not mean you cant do what they do Understood." said Mr. George "Yes sir." They yelled "Alright now for today, we will be practicing wave motions

A/N: First Chapter finished, how is it? Any improvements to be made? This is not mandatory but commenting and sharing my story would be great. Chao Guys!!!!!!!!!!!!