The Beginning

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Kian  

I mused my brown hair and watched as Sam logged onto his youtube account.  

We had been sitting on his floor for like five hours and we alternated between tumblr and instagram. There was literally nothing to do. I closed my eyes and planned to just chill until we came up with an actual plan.  

"Oh god, this video again. Everyone keeps talking about this dance video. Like everyone. I almost unfollowed Jenn because she wouldn't shut the hell up about it" he said.  

I opened an eye and peeked at what he was pointing at - "BOOM CLAP #MakingMoves".  

"Nope. Click on it though, I'm bored as fuck." 

Sam pressed play and instantly we saw a boy and a girl just hanging out at the beach. Then they started dancing. Holy shit. I wasn't even gonna lie. They were good. Like really good. They were the kind of good that made you feel bad about yourself for not taking dance lessons when you were a kid. Then they were shown eating ice cream.  

"I think they hyped it up because it's good but it's not that - " Sam's comment died in his mouth as quite possibly the most beautiful girl on earth entered the scene. Two grown up versions of the little kids had filled the screen. An older version of the boy and an older version of the girl. She looked to be about seventeen and she was without a doubt a goddess. I watched her, almost mesmerized. She had thick wavy black hair. Her full pink lips were lifted in an almost smile as if she was trying hard to appear professional but her love for what she was doing was peeking through. Her body was a sin. She was slender but curvy, she looked soft but hard. Her dance moves appeared gracefully calculated but so effortless. She was perfect.  

The video ended but we still sat there with our mouth's hanging open.  

"Dibs!" Sam yelled.  

That snapped me out of my trance right away.  

"Dibs? No way dude. We both saw her at the same goddamn time."  

"Yeah but who yelled it first?" 

"You didn't even wait for me to say it!"  

"That's the point of dibbing fucktard." 

"Want to know what the point of having my foot up your ass is?" I said as I grabbed his head and put him in a headlock. He flailed around and managed to bite me. We wrestled around for twenty more minutes until Ricky called us down to eat.  

"You coming?" Sam said, trying to catch his breath. His face was red and he was huffing and puffing like the damn wolf in the three little pigs story. I'm sure I looked no better.  

"Yeah give me a sec" I said holding my phone up, pretending that I had an urgent phone call.  

As soon as he left the room I clicked on the "+more info" section of the video, praying that she at least linked her social media to her Youtube. She only had that video up on her channel so all hopes of seeing more of her were gone.  

Then I did something no self respecting person would do - I read the video comments.  

I scrolled through endless "She's so hot"'s and "I love you's" searching for at least a hint of her full name.  

"KIAN, IF YOU DON'T GET DOWN HERE I'M EATING YOUR MCNUGGETS" Sam yelled from downstairs.  

I rolled my eyes. Fuck the nuggets, I needed this girl's name.  

But then the earth shifted. Stars aligned. A butterfly flapped its wings somewhere. Someone wrote "for everyone asking, the two younger kids are Kirsten Block and Will Cooper. The older kids are Amia (Amelia) Marin and Kyle Fitzgerald."  

Thank you suckmyass94. 

I searched her name up on instagram and didn't get any results. Frustrated, I looked up Kyle's and prayed that they had a picture together where she was tagged or something. It seemed like it was my lucky day because they had a picture together from what looked like to be the day they shot the video.  

AmiMari. I quickly clicked follow.

Amelia

My phone pinged with a notification. From the tone I could tell it was an instagram one. I wasn't all that bothered with checking it though. For one, ever since we put the video up I had been gaining thousands and thousands of followers daily. Those who truly knew me, knew to text me and so checking my instagram wasn't my top priority. For another, my phone was all the way across my room charging. I may be a dancer but that didn't mean I didn't have my lazy days. Nah, instagram would have to wait.  

I waited for my best friend to finish vining. I swear to god, vine was going to be the death of Matt. The kid spend hours upon hours just to make a six second clip. As ridiculous as it may seem, he really was good at it though.  

"All finished, princess?" I asked. 

"Yes you peasant" he answered.  

Laughing, I threw a pillow at his face which he artfully caught. Stupid cat-like reflexes.  

"Remind me again why we haven't made a vine together" he said, laying down next to me.  

"Because you know how fans are. They'll see us in a vine together and then BOOM" I somewhat yelled for dramatic effect, "We're supposedly dating. Plus, I've seen how jealous your fans are. I'll wake up one day and find my car egged or something along those lines." 

Matt nodded, "Your loss" he sang.  

Rolling my eyes, I finally got up from the bed and headed towards my phone. Before I even reached it, it started going off like mad.  

"What the...?" I turned around and looked at Matt questioningly.  

He shrugged, "Don't look at me, I don't know." 

I checked my phone and they were all notifications from instagram alerting me of all the new followers.  

"Oh." I heard Matt say behind me 

"What?" I asked trying to get my phone to stop its incessant beeping.  

"Apparently Ellen DeGeneres posted a screencap of the dance video" he said, awe in his voice. He looked at me and shook his head disbelievingly. "Big things are going to happen for you guys, twerp."

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