4; Dissing Lockhart

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Chapter 4; Dissing Bieber

"So I heard you had to drag Justin with you." Dustin said right beside me, which scared me. "Yeah, it's not a normal thing yanno?" He laughed and shrugged "You mean you never had a multimillion dollar pop star follow you around school before? I have like 3 times." Dustin said sarcastically. He's always one of those friends who will turn any serious situation into something funny and sarcastic, that's kinda why Dustin and I got along from the start.

"Are you going to the studio today?" Dustin asked while starting to walk backwards. "Yeah, I think so. Max and Sammy said I can either work today or work tomorrow. But I have nothing better to do today so eh."

"Well you can hang out with me." Dustin shrugged and smiled. I shook my head "Nah I pass" he put his hand over his heart as if it started hurting. I pushed him and we both giggled since he almost fell.

"Hey Sammy!" I waved to the owner of the dance  studio who was frantically running around the studio and telling girls and guys where to go. "Who's all these boys and girls?" I asked her. She waved me off signaling she was busy. "Well okaaaay" I whispered to myself while walking into a small empty dance room that no one rarely used.

This dance room that I'm in is very tiny, it's a room that one 3 or less dancers could use. But mainly I use it, since people use the bigger studio. In this room it's just me and music and I like it like that. I stood up from the radio and John legends beautiful voice poured out

"You fix your makeup just so, cause you don't know you're beautiful...." And that's when the music just over took my body.

(Watch YouTube link because that's what Kiley is dancing)

The song finished but I was all out of breath to stand back up so I just sat there fixing my hair because I hate flyers. "Do you always dance like that?" A voice said behind me. I tensed and didn't bother looking behind me. "Are you uh here for tryouts? Because I feel like you're gonna get in without even trying out." The voice continued and echo behind me. "Um you can't have shoes in the studio, please take off your shoes." I mumbled not even wanting to look back. "How do you know I have shoes on?" The voice said with an amused tone.

"Well, captain obvious I can hear you walking and I know this studio up and down so when I know someone has shoes? The floor squeaks." I snapped while standing up and turning around and being faced with a white boy with a black beanie on smiling with his hands in his pocket. "Well, do you think you can leave? We have to hold some girls in here." His said in a amused voice. I shrugged "What's with all the screaming girls anyways?" I asked while starting to  stretch.

He stayed  quiet for about 15 seconds watching me stretch. I stood up straightly "Are you gonna tell me?" I snapped my fingers since he seemed to be in a la la Land. "Oh. Um, you don't know? It's been on the news." I shrugged still have 0 clue. "Guess you'll just have to find out yourself." He shrugged walking out. "WAIT, I never got you name?" I called after the mystery boy. "It's chaz." I nodded and he walked out smirking.

Who names their child Chaz?

"Okay I'm so sorry Kiley but you will have to leave this dance room, we do have to hold girls in here since they're are so many. You can go in the big studio and watch the girls audition." Sammy said. "Oh okay. I will. Thanks Ms S." She gave me a tight smile as she opened the door again and tons of girls in short shorts and crop tops came flooding into the room. "Excuse me, excuse me." I said as I was pushing through the sea of girls. "Why does she get to be in the audition room?" One of the preppy blonde girls said as Ms. S guided me to the room. "She works here." Ms. S said as the girl huffed.

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