chapter 1 meeting

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by oopsiedoops

by oopsiedoops

Joe's pov

*boom boom boom*
The strictly sound effects ringing in my ears.

I looked around the professionals they were all so pretty. One caught my eye. I mean, how couldn't she? Her bright red hair was enough to light up any room.

I would never be so lucky as to get her.

I was so worried. What if my partner was a bitch? What if she was strict? What if I couldn't remember the steps? What if she was taller than me? What if-

"Dianne Buswell"

I smiled- I had to, for the sake of the cameras. Then I smiled for real, the beautiful girl from before was rushing towards me. She jumped into arms and I felt sparks engulf my entire body.

I laughed and set her back down. Tess spoke to us for a while, but I really couldn't take it in. Dianne and I ran back up the stairs to Claudia.

~~~~~time skip to training~~~~~~

The sun dappled against her hair from the window to our place against the mirror- it lit up her hazel eyes and made the room just a bit brighter.

"so, Joe, tell me a bit about yourself!" Her strong Australian accent jumped me out of my trance.

"oh well um i'm 27, I'm a youtuber and former roof thatcher- hence the name thatcherjoe!"
She laughed and I felt myself grow in confidence.

"Well, thatcherjoe" she said in a posh voice "this week we shall be doing.... The jive!"

It struck me as odd that she didn't tell me anything about herself, but I guess I didn't ask.

"Wow! Hold on, I'm just trying to remember which one the jive is.."

She giggled. A microscopic version of that intoxicating laugh she made before. I smiled as she went to set up the music.

This was going to be amazing

~~~~~time skip to after training~~~~~

"Jesus Christ!" I said, sweating and panting
Dianne chuckled, yet another version of the happiness she emitted.
And, might I add, that she looked absolutely stunning after about 2 and a half hours of heavy dancing.

"Come on, Joe!" She called from the other side of the training room "let's go over that first bit again!"

I sighed, getting up and walking over to her. But an idea intranced me. I snuck up behind her and gently tickled her neck.

Jackpot. (or joepot ayyyyyy)

She shrieked with laughter and fell to the floor, pulling me down with her we wrestled a bit back and forth before we found ourselves leaning. Closer and closer unti-

*Ringringring ringringring*

"Dammit" I heard her curse.
I looked at her in surprise and she just blushed, and struggled to get up and answer her phone.

Diane's pov (finally)

Shit shit shit!
I rushed to answer my phone
It read "missed call: Anthony <3"
"Fuck" I muttered under my breath.

I quickly called him back
"Anthony?"
"Why didn't you answer my call? Who are you with? It's that new dance partner, isn't it? I knew there was something going on between you two!"
"NO! Babe, it isn't like that!"
"I don't believe you. Dont lie. I saw how he looked at you on saturday. Don't talk to me again."

Anthony has hung up

I promptly burst into tears. I crashed to the floor, the sound of footsteps filled my ears as I slowly spiralled into unconsciousness.

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oof cliffhanger! So much shit happened, I'm so sorry!
Btw Anthony and Dianne did break up but there were no hard feelings.

I might also make Anthony and Jeanette look like dicks but that's just because I want this story to have texture. THEY ARE NOT BAD PEOPLE!

toodles!
- <3