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reggie mantle

this gif is for StarEvelyn001 | YOU AFTER, you accept to help reggie and the team.

"roman! how are you so good at this?" your friend exclaims as she examines your footwork. you smile. even cheryl blossom compliments you as well, "she's a natural." she smirks at you. you laugh and bow. "thanks guys."

"oh my gosh, oh my gosh look there's reggie!" all the girls squill in excitement over the boy. you roll your eyes and go into your warm up routine. you go down to the ground and do a split. you then go into a butterfly with your legs touching, eyes fixated on the ground.

you do it for a couple seconds until it begins to hurt and look up to see reggie hovering over you. out of the corner of your eye you see the girls eyes get bigger. they're weird af you think. "hey reggie." one of them speaks.

"hey what's up." he says before he walks away to his other meat head football friends on the field. dance is your life you've been doing it since you were little and even then people considered you a natural as well. your mom was a dancer, it just comes naturally to you.

"oh my gosh I'm gonna die. he spoke to me." the girl says as she practically falls on her friend in shock. I will never understand their obsession.

"lexi! get yourself together and follow roman and I. we don't have time for slackers." cheryl puts her in her place. you quietly chuckle and go in the front to lead.

as you practice the routine a couple times you always catch reggie taking a glance at how you move. It doesn't surprise you as, it's not the first time. you ignore it and continue your routine till practice is over. "roman and others you are dismissed." cheryl says.

you blow her a kiss and walk over to your bag. you take a quick sip from your water bottle before putting it back in your bag and zipping it up. you feel a tap on your shoulder so you turn around to see your bud. jughead. you smile, "juggie." "roman." he gives you a hug.

"you've got a stalker." you tell him and he turns around to see betties eyes on him in the distant. "you've got a rich kid from the goonies." he frowns as he walks over to betty. you look up to see reggie walking towards you. you begin walking away from the field and him.

"hey roman wait up!" he shouts running after you. you walk faster but, lets face it he's a football player. he caught up to you. he grabs your arm and turns you around to face him.  "can I help you?" you scowl. "actually yes. yes you can." he clasps his hands together and smiles.

"what do you want reggie?". you release your arm from his grasp. "as you know the team is doing a dance routine at the rally on friday. and well. we're horrible so I was wondering if you could teach me some moves that we could like do so the rally doesn't suck?" he asks.

you laugh. "what's funny?"
"honestly you. your funny if you think I'd ever want to help a rude rich kid who could just as easily hire a dance teacher."
he tenses up. "and why would you need my help. man I'm surprised you even knew my name." you say rather rudely.

"fuck." you hear him as you walk away.

THE NEXT DAY, you open your locker and a note falls out. you pick it up and it reads:

dear, roman I know to you and a lot of others I'm just a rich kid who has it easy but, I like to think I'm more than that. I'm reggie mantle.

you roll your eyes. 

anyway, I don't want just anyone to teach me some moves I want you. I know you've probably seen me watching you these past days and I've gathered some info from doing so. your names roman + your one hell of a dancer ;) I know you hate me and everything but I mean it would look pretty weird if the girls look awesome and the boys are sucky lol turn around.

you laugh and turn around to see reggie. "please would you just help me girl, dang." he shakes your shoulders. you barely smile, "challenge accepted."

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"like this." he says looking into the dance mirror as he tries to mimic your moves. you laugh and shake her head "no". "you need to loosen up. why are you being so stiff." you try to adjust his arm. he kind of gets the steps but he has no rhythm.

"can we do a dance that'll like blow everyone's mind." he puts his hands on the side of his head imitating that he's mind blown. you glare and cross your arms, "I may have something up my sleeve but, I don't know this is only day one."

day two you taught him a new routine and, you were surprised because he was actually getting the hang of it. not at all stiff like last time.

day three you knew he was ready to teach the team and everything on his own.

you sigh and go sit up against the dance mirror. he walks over and slides down next to you. "thats pretty hot." he laughs talking about the routine. you chuckle and nod. "your the best." he reaches over and tucks one of your loose hair strands behind your ear. you get nervous and clear your throat.

"thanks." you say as you slowly move his hand away. you don't know what prompted you to do that but you did. he shyly looks away and opens his mouth to speak.

"look I know you don't like me or anything. you have me all figured out but you don't. I'm just trying to get to know the team. bu- but I also wanna get to know you so let me." he moves his hand back to caress your cheek. and this time you let him.

sorry I've been m.i.a I started school and I'm feeling like trisha.