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Why would she get a tattoo?

Cory Mason POV

I was done with my dance battle. It was quite obvious who the winner was. I saw Jason, the blonde guy I was versing walk into the crowd of people who have formed. Then, I locked eyes with a girl.

I licked my lip ring in anticipation. Her brown hair was up and in slight curls. Her face was accompanied by a beautiful tan and her brown eyes stared back into mine. I smirked my signature smirk of mine that usually got the ladies.

She didn't seem fazed. She didn't show emotion. I tried to search in her eyes. For anything, a slight feel of emotion. She drew a blank. I was confused. What girl had no emotions, couldn't show them in front of others.

She was mysterious.

Wait, this is the brat that was laughing on the plane. Maybe I snapped too much. I was still staring into her emotionless eyes. She adverted her eyes when the teacher still hadn't showed up.

"Do another battle Cory!" A person yelled.

"Yea! Show them what you got!" A male yelled also from within the crowd.

I smirked to the crowd which earned me a few whistles and a few girls blushing. Then I looked back at her. She wasn't fazed. Didn't care.

Then I felt a presence in my arms. The girl had gotten pushed into my arms by a dude. I gave him an icy glare and he rubbed the back of his neck. I wasn't a force to be reckoned with. I looked down at her and she was still unfazed. "Hey beautiful" I say when she gets out of my arms. She just looks at me not showing any weakness. "Ready to lose?" I say in an arrogant attitude. I move my hair out of my eyes and look into her eyes. She didn't give a flying crap.

"Don't flatter yourself." She deadpanned.

This girl was pissing me off- something new. I started off the battle, giving everything I got.

I started with a remix like I usually do, I did the whole song. I was really good. I knew I was. I would do provocative things in the robot like hip hop dance but it wouldn't faze her.

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Then she turn over to the iPhone which was connected to the speaker and put on Barbie girl. She took off her jacket revealing her birds tattoo on her back. I was so intrigued, why would she get a tattoo? Everyone was confused until she started dancing. She was almost better than me. She was good.

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When the line read, "Undress me everywhere," She took the hem of her dance shorts and took them away from her body revealing skin. She was hot, like every guy in this room could tell. She seemed openly single too which didnt help her cause of getting guys to lay off of her.

She showed no emotion. She was focused.

She was a walkng show for them and they were loving it. All she was wearing were a sports bra and dance shorts.

Too good, the whole class clapped for her but I ultimately won.

Once the battle was over I walked over to her and took my hand out allowing her to shake it. Luckily she did.

"Cory Mason, you can call me Cory." I say to her and take a bow letting go of her soft hand.

"Kasseie Rose, call me Kas. Also, pull up your dang pants and do us all a favor and put a damn shirt on." She said as she walked away her hips swaying.

I looked down to my fants and I saw my v was showing. I smirkedand looked at her walk back to her dance bag and crounch down by it probrobly getting something out of it. I was rudely inturpted bya late teacher.

I saw the teacher enter but I looked back at Kas, she put on a kinda see through flwy top over her sports bra.

She fixeed her pony tail and walked over to the rest of the class. She was across the room from me when I heard Ms. Jewler yell, "Mr. Mason pay attention You may be one of the best dansers but I still need you to pay attention. Now, would you mind leading the class through warmups?"

I nod my head in her direction and walk my way to thee front of the room, the 30 otheer students following my everymove with their eyes except one. Kassie's eyes were on Ms. Jewler, not on me. That annoyed the crap out of me.

I could have any girl I want but the one girl I actually find intrest in don't find the world interesting.

Its not likeI like her. I want at least to get to know her better than to just know her name. I start doing warm ups. Stretching and otheer stuff when we start stretching for splits. She slips down perfectly and has perfect form. Why is she so good at this? Almost better than me, which is impossible.

I start to do even more difficult stretches which makes everyone groan in pain exept her. She acted as if it was normal. Nothing could make heer feel, anything. Atleast thats what she wants everyone to think.

Then we got into hip hop warm up steps. I did the most difficult ones I could ponder about. Each. Damn. Step. She. Did. Amazingly.

I couldnt cope any longer.

"Ms. Jewler, I finished warmups." I said as I strutted to the back around where she was standing. I started to walk next to her. I stood next to her. I looked at her face to see if she put her guard down, much to my dismay- that wasn't the case.

Ms. J started doing basic moves in order for everyone to get in the dance mood per say.

I couldn't help myself my eyes wandered to her and I caught her looking at my footwork. I took her chin and made her look into my eyes.

The only thing that came out of her mouth was, "your footwork is wrong." Then she turned her head back to the front of the class.