(Gabrielle's POV)
The class started, and I tried my best to stay with the dance. But my brain was somewhere else. It also might've been the fact that I cannot dance. Nick stood next to me, his body moved so easily, and he already had the dance down. "Babe?" I whispered. He stopped dancing, and looked at me, a smile on his face. "What's up?" "I need help..." I blushed. "Awe..." Nick cooed, and nuzzled his face into my neck. He stood behind me, his arms lined up with mine and our fingers intertwined. He sat his chin on the top of my head, and smiled at me in the mirror. "Okay baby, just move your body in the direction I go, okay?" I nodded, and swayed with him as he took my arms up, and then placed his hands on my hips, moving them back and forth. He took me through the choreo, and it was successful, until I tripped over his foot, and collapsed on top of him. We were both on the floor laughing, and I could feel Vinny's stare on us. Chuck looked over his shoulder, and smiled at us. "You guys okay?" I stared into Nick's eyes, and laughed. "Yeah, we're good." We both got up, and dusted ourselves off. The class continued, and then was over in the blink of an eye. In the building, there was a cafeteria, so mostly everyone went there to eat. I sat at a table with Drea, while Chris and Nick went to go get the food. I stared down at my phone, until someone cleared their throat from behind me. I looked up, and saw two faces I recognized. Zan and Michaela. "Hi! I'm Zan." She smiled, and put her hand out for me to shake. I slid my phone into my purse, and shook her hand. "I'm Michaela." The shorter one smiled, and shook my hand too. "I'm Gabrielle. And this is my best friend Drea." I said as politely as I could. These girls intimidated me. When I liked Vinny, they were my competition. For the longest time, I compared myself to them, hoping somehow, someday I'd find something I had that they didnt. Yeah, let's just say, to this day, I've failed to do so. "Oh, we know. You're Nick and Chris's girlfriends. How are they? We haven't seen them since our days at ICON." Michaela said, inviting herself into Nick's chair. "Oh, um they're good, right Drea?" I said, looking at her. She just nodded, and looked back down at her phone, which she only did when she was nervous. What was she nervous about? "Oh that;'s great! Look here they come now." Zan smiled. Nick and Chris walked up to our table with our cheeseburgers and drinks, and then set them down on the table. "Hi Nick..." Michaela smiled. Nick froze, my cookies and cream milkshake slipping out of his hand. I stared at him, confused. What the fuck is going on...
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