Keaton, The Boy Next Door

Ch. 1 Angelina

*Angelina POV*

"Girls, anyone who wants to dance at the festival please sign up in the dance room after school. We are in need of more girls but boys are also welcomed."

Me and Daisy looked at each and nodded. I was quite shy but I knew they neeeded dancers desperately, plus I really liked the dance they were doing, ballroom dancing, and when you go to the school with a bunch of performing arts rejects from Garry High Performing Arts School for all boys they obviously had more boys than girls that signed up. So Daisy and I decided to meet up after school and walk over there together.

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"Angelina! Over here!" Daisy yelled across the hall. I shyly walked over to her and said, "Dude you don't have to be so loud" We both laughed and walked over to the dance room. There was a line and we waited for like 30 minutes but I finally did get to the front. The lady looked up and said, "Name? First and Last"

"Angelina Rivera" I said.

"How tall are you?"

"Umm 5'3" I responded confused. I guess she saw my face cause she explained that when she paired us we didn't need the guy shorter when the girls were in heels. Which I then made an o formation with my mouth.

"Is there anyone in this room you have problems with and will not dance with?" she continued. I looked around and I knew everyone by face and didn't think I'd have problems with anyone. "Um nope" I said and popped the p at the end.

"Very well then, if you do have any problems please tell us, so we can do some arrangements, okay?"

"Alright, Thank You"

"No, Thank You, NEXT!" she said as I was leaving. I looked around for my friend and walked towards her. She was sitting with our friend Eddy and her boyfriend Chris.

"Hey guys" I said. They all looked up and greeted me. I had just sat down when one of the dance teachers announced "If you have already signed up, you can leave"

"Uhhh I just sat down" I groaned.

"Well we stay a few minutes before we leave" Daisy suggested.

"Yeah my parents aren't coming till 5 and its still 4:45," Eddy suggested.

"Yeah and I told my brother 5:30," Chris added.

"Alright then lets stay a while" I said.

"There's a lot of guys that signed up," Daisy said.

You could tell who had already signed up because they were fitting their clothes today. The girls looked amazing in their red ball gowns and sparkling red dance shoes but you mainly saw guys in tuxedos.

"Hey guys my mom is early so I need to go," Eddy said as he stood up.

Chris got up and said "We'll walk out with you man." As he helped Daisy up and Ms. Lonely over here got up on her own. We walked out and Eddy speed walked ahead and out of sight. His parents weren't even that stric I don't understand why he's so scared of them. Daisy and Chris were walking hand and hand while I stood on the side like a third wheel.

"Hey guys I need to go to the restroom, I'll meet you two at the front of the school." They nodded and walked of while I entered the restroom.

Once I finished I took my time washing my hands and drying them. I slowly walked over to my backpack and put it on, I took one last look at myself in the mirror and I walked out. I had just tooken a step out when I bumped into someone, fell back and hit my head on the door frame.

"Oww," I said softly.

"I'm so so sorry I didn't mean to hurt you, are you okay?" the guy said. I took his hand and he helped me up. I dusted myself and he handed me my backpack.

"Thanks" I said. After I took my backpack I looked up to look at his face .. Oh My God! it was Keaton Stromberg, the boy who had left to be on x-factor with his brother and friend.

"Are you alright?" he said.

"Yeah im fine thank you"

"Okay well I gotta run, so sorry again"

"It's fine" I said and he disappeared in the distance. I can't believe he's back, after what happened with his ex girlfriend.

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