Loving 'Dae Dae'

11.

My feet moved swiftly over the wooden floors. My hands following in fluent motion.

I leapt to the the other side of the studio before popping out my chest and swaying my hips. My hands tangling in my hair before trailing down my sides.

A smile flitted to my lips.

I loved dancing.

I shook my hips once more before crouching onto the ground and slowly pulling myself back up with a spin.

Before I knew it, the song had stopped playing and I was left feeling empty again.

Naw, I was having fun…

"That was Great!"

I twisted my body. Searching for the voice. My mouth dropped in shock when I found him.

Oh.

My.

Gosh.

"Carlos!"

"Hey babe! You missed me?"

"Of course I did!"

I squealed as I ran into his arms. His muscly frame molding around my small one.

Carlos Estrada, one of my closest friends and confidants. We met at a local park when I was in my freshman year and him in his sophomore. Even though we went to different schools we still managed to keep in close contact.  Always hanging out after school and on weekends. But sadly, at the beginning of the year, he moved to another country to study at some foreign college.

Let's just say my eyes were 'sweating' for two weeks straight.

"I thought you weren't going to come back till christmas!"

He blushed, strands of his platinum blonde hair flopping over beautiful hazel eyes.

"I…may have…gotten kicked out…"

I grabbed his hand and pulled him to sit down next to me. Both of us leaning against the glass mirrors on the wall.

"Tell me everything Carlos. I won't judge."

His blonde hair gently whipped against my cheek as he moved to faced me. Vulnerability flashing over his angelic face.

"Promise?"

"Promise."