•Ariana•
Then he walked away from me and I got back to whipping the counters. Then Anthony tapped me on the shoulders and I turned around. I pushed my hair back out of my face and stared at him.
"So you like Justin?" As his eye brows went up. "Ew. He's just some pop star that asked me to be his dancer." "It's okay if you do. I'm not mad. And if you want to hangout with Justin, it's fine with me." "I'm not hanging out with him. He only asked me to be his dancer because I was the only girl that knew his routine by picking them up in a second." "So were not going to hangout anymore?" "Maybe?...I don't know?...Okay look, could we please just drop this conversation?" "Sure."
