Weenie Hut Jr's ➳ f.sos [discontinued]

chapter 4: Weenie #4

| Ashton |

"Ow. Ow. Ow!" Madame Puffles mumbles as I accidently step on her foot...again.

"Sorry!" I apologize before gliding to the beat and spinning her around.

I let her go which causes her to lose her balance and hit against the wall.

"That's it!" she yells.

"Madame Puffles!" I quickly walk over to her to help her up.

"Don't touch me boy! And it's pronounced Puflé. Poo-flé. Le le le le lé!" she screams.

"Lé." I assured her.

"I have had enough! You are undanceable not even teachable! It's like you need a license to dance." she throws her hands up in the air.

"Huh?"

"We tried ballroom dancing, salsa, break dancing and you failed at every." She tells me using her fingers.

"Okay, just give me one more chanc- "

"No! You can't even do what those teenagers do nowadays, twurking." She says in her French accent.

"Twerking." I correct her.

She twitches her eye in disbelief and it looks like steam is about to come out of her ears.

 "Okay please just listen to me. I'll try my best to learn all the moves even if it takes twenty-four seven. My mom is really counting on me to do my best for my sister's show of the year. If she found out that the teacher she hired for me quit, I'd be a goner." I tell her pleading she'd give me another chance.

She thinks for a second and looks back at her right foot that was wrapped in bandages...because of me.

"Do you know how many times I had to go to the infirmary this past week because of you?"

"Can I take a guess?" I ask.

She doesn't hesitate to grab her purse and smack me with it before heading out the door swearing something in french.

"I deserved that." I sighed. Now what am I gonna do!?

 "Oh hi there Ashton. Say hi to the camera." I quickly turn around to find Hailey smiling cheekily while holding her phone at me.

"Were you just recording all of that?" I yell.

"All the way from 'its poo-fle!'." She stops recording and watches the video from the start.

She laughs hysterically and clutches her phone tightly. I couldn't help but to smile at her in awe.  

"It's not funny!" I pout.

"Uh yeah it is. She said you can't even twurk!" she wipes a tear that escaped her eyes from the laughter.  

"I can so twerk. Watch me." I warm up.

"I rather not." But since she has no other choice, she sits down and looks up.

I put my hands on my hips and move them in and out trying to get my bum to jiggle up. Hailey's eyes widen each second.

"Ew Ashton ew!" she covers her eyes.

"Impressed?" I stop.

"More like disturbed. Oh gosh, I can never get that moment out of my mind now." She fake gags.

"Hey!" I cross my arms and sit beside her. The room got quieter until she finally turns her head to face me.

"Ashton." She places her hand on my shoulder and looks into my eyes.

"Yeah?" I choke out. I think my heart just skipped a beat for a second. She stays quiet for a moment before continuing.

"If anybody asks you to hip thrust just run away and never come back." She says casually and pats my back. I roll my eyes. I thought she was going to tell me something serious like the way she was looking into my eyes!

"Hails." I groan in frustration. "What am I gonna do? Madame P just walked out on me and she was my only teacher for this." I lay my head on her lap.

"Don't worry, we'll figure it out soon. We have a month." She plays with my flat curls. I always loved it when she says 'we' because she knows she's going to help me and we're all in this together....I think High School Musical's on tonight at 8.

"What if we don't? I'll be crashing into Lauren's dance show and dancing all weirdly for the crowd. I have to impress a lot of people that's in our blood line and these fancy people from my mom's work, Y'know? All of this just had to start because she said to everyone 'my son will be the best dancer of the night' just because I basically have no talen-"

"Ashton?" she cuts me off.

"Yeah?"

"Shut up."

I sigh and shut my mouth. Hailey always heard my rambling every time she comes over my place. It never occurred to me it's because I have no other friends in my life. I mean I used to have some close friends and mates but they always left or moved away. We used to be dislike each other but ever since year 6, she kicked that ball at my face -we've gotten along somehow.  I guess she and I stayed close and never left each other's side. She's always fine with anything we do and it's very easy to talk to her even if she's a girl. She understands me more than anyone can. Hailey Reel just fits into my life.

"Do you think people don't ever hang out with me because I talk a lot?" I ask.

"Ashton, don't say that." She chuckles. "I mean you do talk a lot but that's good and you have that weird giggle but it's hard not to crack a smile at it. They're just dumb enough on to not realize what they're missing out on."  

She always knows how to make me feel better and smile. It's why we're best friends. I was about to say something else when her phone buzzes. She takes it out of her pocket and smiles at her screen.

"Who just texted you?" I ask.

"Aaron." and his name just ruined this whole moment. "He said he'll meet me in an hour around the corner. His sister just came to town from California and he's helping her move in."

"Oh." I sit up and get up from her so she wouldn't see my face.

"You could join us if you want?" she offers.

"Nah I'm fine. Last time we hung out, he called me a weenie." I go into the kitchen to get some cat food to feed Mary.

"He's just messing around, Ash. You need to chill and give him a chance." she doesn't even look up from her phone.

That's the thing. I can't just give him a chance, he stole her away from me when I'm hopelessly in love with my best friend and she doesn't feel the same way back because I was a weenie.

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