Imagine:
"Dude, seriously. Bump into me again. See what happens."
You're having so much trouble getting these dance steps...eventually, you think you'll probably quit. You try, though. The teacher walks back into the room and asks how everyone is doing. Most people are doing alright, but you and a handful of others are still struggling. The teacher speaks:
"Alright, class. Here's what's going to happen. Those of you who know the choreography are going to stay in Studio A with me. Those who are still not getting it are going to go into Studio B with a special guest dance instructor who will be able to work with you each individually since there aren't too many of you."
You make your way to Studio B with the other two people who weren't really getting the moves. The two guys in the class hold the door open for you and you walk in to find Dana Vaughns from your favorite boyband IM5 standing in the front of the room. You try your hardest not to flinch or freak out.
"Hey, man. I didn't come here to get taught by some kid." The two guys walk out leaving you alone with Dana.
"Hi there! I'm Dana. What's your name?" You stand in awe of him for a moment before you say "K-kylie!"
"Well, hi K-kylie!" You giggle and blush as he takes your hand and kisses it. "I didn't think they'd be sending the prettiest girl in the class." Your face somehow gets more red than it was. "So what are you having trouble with, Kylie?" You bashfully reply "All of it..." He smiles and chuckles a little. "You know what? I've got a better idea. Rather than learning this lame dance your teacher has you doing, how about I teach you a solo? You and I can dance it together in the end recital. You up for that?" You nod yes feverishly and his lessons begin. Twisting and turning, contorting in ways you thought impossible, Dana has you turned into a professional dancer in no time flat, though most of the time all you were concentrating on was his hands on your hips during the lifts. You both walk back to Studio A where Dana tells the teacher about the solo.
"Okay, let's see it with everyone behind you two. And 5-6-7-8!" The music begins and you captivate the entire room. Your dancing chemistry and the story you tell with your movements has the whole room floored. When you finish, the teacher says "You're planning on dancing that in the recital at the end of this class, right?" You look at Dana who looks back at you and at the same time, you both reply "Of course!"
When the class lets out, Dana pulls you aside.
"Kylie, I really had fun dancing with you today. I was, um...I was wondering...uh, nah..." Intrigued, you inquire further. "What, Dana"
"I was...well, I really like you, and I was wondering if I could take you out sometime?" You try to speak, but he took your breath away with that question. All you can do is nod 'yes' and write down your number. He winks at you and says "I'll call you, then? Bye, Kylie!" You almost cry as he walks away from you. Minutes later, your phone vibrates. You open your text messages to see one from a number you don't recognize. It says "Thank you for a perfect day. I can't wait to take out the most beautiful girl in the class ;]" You smile and hold your phone as you walk home.
