Everyone in the studio was with their partners. Niall as particular has no one, till Mrs. Jane opened the door with a girl behind her. She looked up to her classmates and then hid her face on mrs. Jane's back, the 23 year old woman chuckled.
"Alright class! Good morning" she smiled. One of the things Niall like about Mrs. Jane is her Smile.
"Good morning Mrs. Jane" everyone cheered. Execpt for Niall who was still staring at the girl behind him
"Before everything, i want you guys to meet Midnight" mrs. Jane pulled out the girl behind her, she was a blacked haired girl with curls, her tan skin matches her eyes. It was Beautiful. Niall thought smiling at her, Midnight caught his glimpse. Niall smiled at the girl.
"Alright, everyone to your Partners" Mrs Jane says pushing Midnight softly next to Niall. Midnight was nervous, what she falls? What if she steps on his Feet?!
"Hi, I'm Niall" Niall smiled handing up his hand, She shook it slowly. Niall was shocked, he never held a hand that soft, even in a pillow!
Mrs. Jane started to Teach a few Basic steps before the students follow her lead. Turns out the lesson was easy, but Niall couldn't get the footsteps right.
"C'mon Niall you can do it" Midnight whispers to her Irish Partner.
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Few Years LaterMidnight
"Midnight Sweetie? Time to go to Dance Class" Mother smiled. I was already ready. Herbert, the Driver was downstairs.
"Princess" He says in his Swedish Accent before doing a bow.
"C'mon Herbert!" I held his hand running towards the car. The man chuckled.
As we got there the school was surrounded by police tape. Seeing Niall sitting down pouting, Herbert stopped the car and i ran into Niall.
"Studio's Closed! Like i've been only there for like 6 years!" He pouted
"Oh C'mon Ni Ni, you know the contract, the Studio will be closed in 2010 by due to Family"
"Still! They didn't say it will ne closed Now!" He did have a point
"At least you didn't have short memories there like me, like Duh i only studied there for four years and my Dancing skills are still bad" i say moving like a Robot while doing a jig, he shook his head before laughing and stood up.As on Que the song 'That should be me' by Bieber was playing on the speakers of the Skating rink boomed. Niall walked towards me Handing out his hand
"How about a Dance?" He asked, smiling. I nodded as we dance those old steps Mrs. Jane thought us when we were Younger. As after i did a Pirouette Niall gave me a lift, everyone was like following our lead like it's a Flashmob. My toes standing as Niall lifts up one of my leg and places it around his torso before doing another lift.
The song finished as Niall put me down smiling. Before we sat down on the edge of the parking lot.
"So Mid, we've been friends for like for years and i still don't know where's your house" Niall chuckled drinking in his water bottle
"Strict Parents" i shrugged. His eyes looked at my head
"Is something wrong with my hair? Did i got Bird poop? Or my curls are bothering you?" I asked
"You know, i've been wondering why do you always wear that tiara. Like even when we went to the movies. Yer like a Princess" he says in curiousity. It's because I am a Princess Ni! But still i can't tell you.
"It's like a Style ya' know? I always wanted to be a Princess" i lied.
"Bu--" "Hey Niall" before Niall could speak Holly came.
"Sup Babe" he says smiling before giving Holly a kiss on the cheek
"Hey Mids!" She smiled giving me a hug. After the hug she whispered something to Niall but i can still hear it.
"Did you told her already?" She whispers with a worried face
"No, i just need time"
"Niall, your about to do it like next Three days you need to tell her"
"Bu--"
"Tell me What?"
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