Can We Dance? f.w x y/n

Chapter 2

Y/N POV

I woke up to pigeon flying onto my closed small apartment window. Repeating to hit themselves. Dumb Birds  I thought to myself as I got ready for the day.

I wore something simple and aesthetic as always. I went on my mustard yellow bike to Staples. I needed to print 100 pages for "TANGO DANCER WANTED" for the whole neighborhood. I payed for the printer and secure them with 5 rubber bands. I carried my bike up to the studio. Not much of a hassle.

 I looked up at the front door and it said 
"Dancer Wanted". I sighed as I looked at my $59.00 gone to waste. I left my bike in the storage closet.

 I waved at Margret and she nodded and then I looked at Brian, being a waste of air, space, life itself, and most importantly my time. I sighed as we attempted to dance the Tango once again and failed miserably.

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Finn's POV

I just finished hanging out with Malcom and Jack. I got on the bus and stopped by Beats & Feet's studio. I went upstairs and I looked at the front door window only to see a bunch of people scattered around dancing and a sign that said "Dancer Wanted". I went inside and everybody stopped to look at me for a second and resumed dancing. An elderly woman came up to me.

"Hello Dear. I'm Margret; the owner of the studio. You seen the sign right?" She said as she pulled out a binder from a desk. She didn't look old enough. Not like "Old enough to be your grandma" old.

"Yes I'm Finn and I saw the sign but I'm not here for ballroom dancing. Just dancing in general." I said as I looked around the room.

"Well dearie, you might as well find another dancing studio. We are up for competition next week and we just need a tango dancer."  She pouted.

"Well I will learn the tango but who will be my partner if I do?" I asked.

"Ok let me get her." She walked up to these two people and the girl looked at me and then looked at Margret and smiled. The boy didn't look too happy.

"Excuse me!" The boy rushed through the studio and slammed the door shut.

"Ok so Finn this will be your tango dance partner if you sign up." Margret was hand in hand with the girl she was talking to a few seconds ago.

"H-hi I'm Y/N and you must be Finn. I heard you're famous based on that Netflix Show you do, The band you're in, and that movie you did. My friends keep blabbering about you so I kind of know some things about you" She said as she had her hands in her pocket smiling from ear to ear.

"Well hi Y/N. Now there's really no need for introductions right? Um so I'm going to be your dance partner right?" I said as I chuckled a little out of nervousness.

"I guess. Well I'm very happy you came. That guy that rushed past you before was my dance partner but he was lost in salsa sauce. I honestly wanted to chop his head off!" Y/N started to explain to me while we were walking to a spot on the studio.

"Woah. I better be on my best behavior then. I don't want my head chopped off now." I said as she giggled sweetly.

"Well, let's hope we don't chop that head of yours. Anyways let's start with the basic moves of the romantic dance we call 'Tango'!" She taught me some of the moves and I got them really easily. We danced until the studio closed. It was an amazing experience with her. She smiled each time we danced and so did I. 

I think I'm developing feelings for her...