Perfect Pair | Kenneth San Jose

unexpected

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Yo, things are gonna be so dramatic that I'm tearing up just looking at the upcoming chapters.

Anyways,

LET'S GO!

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Naomi's POV:

It was the next afternoon and I had just gotten off the phone with Jason after getting picked up from school. He knows about the situation with Sean, but I insisted that we could still continue to do the project. I know that when it comes to dance, his choreography will come naturally to him.

Thankfully, Jason agree'd with me and said that the studio was ours if we wanted to use it. So now here I was, standing in front of Sean's front door with Jason. Nervously, I stuff my hands inside my joggers to try and make it unnoticeable that I was wiping the sweat away.

Jason knocks on the door and Sarah greets us with a warm smile, "He's in the living room, still confused but he was actually excited to hear about the project." She chuckled as she opens the door wider for us.

"I knew he would." I smiled at her before entering after Jason.

"Hey Sean! How you doing?" Jason greeted him with a pat on the back before sitting beside him.

"Okay, I guess. I don't remember this project but it actually sounds so cool." He smiles.

"Well according to Naomi, she knows the first part of the routine. Now I bet you could do the rest of the song, right?" He nudges his shoulder.

"Yeah, of course I can." He smiles wider this time.

"Okay, so let's head to the studio?"

"Okay!" He jumped off his seat and smiled at me. "Ready, Nae-Nae?"

I'm pretty sure my heart exploded at the sound of that nickname. He did remember it. At this point I wanted to attack him with a huge hug, I can't believe he actually remembered that.

"Uh, yeah." I nodded slightly, still stunned by what he had called me.

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"Wait, so you dance?" Sean asks me as we entered the studio.

"Yeah, I do." I chuckled nervously.

I had no idea how this practice was gonna go so I called Kenneth over just in case I needed help with something.

"Okay, so what was the song we were dancing to again?" He asks, setting down his bag on the floor.

I do the same and tie my hair up into a high pony tail, "Youth by Troye Sivan."

"Oh! I love that song!" He grinned.

"Me too." I laughed at his cheeky face.

"Okay, so let's start practice?" I asked him.

"Sure." He shrugged before following me to the center.

"Okay, so you stand behind me." I directed him.

He does as I say and waits for the next direction, "Okay, slightly extend your arms out, like this." I demonstrated.

I watched him through the mirror and he did as I said.

"Okay, so--"

"You said 'okay' like a hundred times already." He laughs.

Why does that sound familiar?

Didn't I say that before?

Maybe my mind is just playing games on me.