"And a one, and a two, and three" Jay said making the 'three' sound even longer. Who's Jay? He's the choreographer for all of us. When I first met him, I thought he swallowed a microphone 'cause his voice was always so loud; whenever we rehearse something, it echoes inside the dance studio. I was kind of irritated at first, but I got used to it. Regardless the irritating voice volume, he was one of my friends in this dance fantasy of mine. Sometimes he comes over to coo Baby Lau. I was quite happy he did, he was this tall, blonde, naturally born dancer. He danced with all of kind of celebrities; like Jay Z, Usher, Nicki Minaj and a lot more. Though he was 23, he was handsome, he was never this knave kind of guy, he's single and still looking for the right one, he once told me.
I looked at myself in the reflectionr right in front of me, I was wearing gray sweatpants with a purple tank top. My hair was tied in a loose ponytail, it was quite frail since I noticed some of my hair were falling out of its place. I made a face in disgust, and my other crew members laughed at me.
"That's cute, Ance. But you gotta focus." Jay announced which made me twitch and look at him. I felt my cheeks turn pink.
"Alright turn at five, then criss cross walk at 8. Got it?" He said once again, fixing his cap making the bill near his neck. Clapping his hands with a rhythm, we did as we were told.
I saw some enlightenment in his eyes, and clapped at the end of our tiny show. "Good job guys! Break for 2. Then come back."
I nodded and grabbed my water bottle by my bag. I wiped my sweat with a soft clothy towel which I took from my bag. I sighed and looked at my phone,
"Aaaaance!"
It was from George, I giggled to myself and replied with 'What do you want bitch?' I don't mean it though, but being her bestfriend, we're used to each other.
"Alright! Break's over and so please go back here on the dance floor" Jay announced, as he did, it gave me a twitch and quickly placed my phone back in my bag and walked to where everybody else was.
"One more rehearsal and we're finally over--" Jay tried to say but he was cut by a question that struck me.
"But what are we even dancing to?" Maggie, the red headed girl, whom I've talked to for once or twice before. Well it started with an awkward fall by me, I tripped over her shoe. She didn't mean it though; she was sorry. Her eyes were a firery brown surrounded by a striking color of blue.
Jay gave a smile as a response and I knew that he was holding something back. "Glad you asked that, everyone please welcome, the one and only, Justin Bieber."
With that, he waved his hand swaying back to give way for the entrance door revealing himself, Justin Bieber. I just dropped my jaw, and I couldn't believe we were going to dancing to his music. If George was here, she would die of hyperventilating which will cause her to lose her balance and trip over something and get stabbed by something sharp. Just kidding, I love George but seriously.
"What's the matter, Ance? A cat bit your tongue?" Maggie whispered to me.
I closed my mouth embarrassingly and answered, "N-no, it's just that my bestfriend would actually die if she was here."
She laughed humorously. "Who wouldn't? He's perfect." with that, she sighed dreamily.
I scoffed. "Not for me, well he's got some good music but I never found his "adoring" face perfect or whatever." I placed some quotation marks to make an emphasis.
I looked at him and Jay, almost the same height, but Justin was an inch taller which made it awkward. I glanced back at Maggie.
"Anyone would fall for that guy." Maggie said again placing a strand of her hair behind her ear.
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Dancing With You. (A Justin Bieber Love Story)
Fanfiction"I wanna spend forever with you, Constance. I know you're never like the other girls. You're naive, I get it, but that doesn't change my love for you." He said to me. I knew this time, he is telling the truth. "Dancing with you is like listening...