The Bad Boy Across The Street (ON HOLD)

Six- You Don't Even Come Close To The Sass Master

"You have got to be kidding me," I say and face palm when I recognize the song.

"N-"

"I swear to all that is holy if you dare pop that 'p' I'll pop you in that nose of yours."

Tony shuts his mouth. He doesn't want his precious face to be ruined. Ha ha! Won that time!

The idiotic song continues to play. Did he seriously pick this song?! I mean really, does he not listen to good music? Like Fall Out Boy? Or even Panic! At The Disco? My, this boy needs a music education! He needs a musication!

"What has possessed you to pick this song?!" I yell at him so he could hear me over the song as he turns the volume up. That infuriating little twit just smirks at me.

Oh so he did it to annoy me, huh? Two can play at that game.

I start singing along with the song. Badly.

"My Andaconda don't! My andaconda don't! My andaconda don't want none unless you got-"

"Oh my god you sound like a dying cat," Tony yells over my purposely terrible singing and the equally horrifying song.

"I can sing louder! Or I can put on Justin Bieber!" I tell him. I really won't because I don't want to lose my hearing but Tony doesn't know this. He doesn't call my bluff.

"Okay! Okay! You win. You pick the song," I give him a smirk of my own as he turns the song off.

"Don't ever do that again," Tony remarks.

"Do what?"

"What you call singing. I think people in China have brain damage now." I mock pout at him as I plug in my iPod. I play my playlist for warmups. The first song that comes on is 'I Like It' by Enrique Iglesias. Tony raises an eyebrow at me.

"Not thinking dirty about me now, are we Brice?" He remarks.

"Please. You wish jerk," I roll my eyes at him. I walk to the middle of the floor. "This playlist is for warmups. Now get your fugly butt over here and follow my lead."

He mumbles something under his breath and complies. After about fifteen minutes of stretches and small exercises we're ready to go. I show Tony the moves to a dance without the song to see how well he will be able to add music with the dance. When I'm satisfied with what he's learned I start the song.

'The Chain' plays smoothly throughout the room and I let him listen to it for bit so he gets the beat of the song. I ask him if he's ready to dance with it and he nods.

I've seen a few great dancers myself and I can now surprisingly add Tony to that list. He moves to the music like his body and soul feel it. He has learned the moves fast and to my astonishment he makes it look like he has known the steps for his whole life.

The part comes where he spins me around and it feels oddly natural, not forced like I predicted it to be. I realize that Tony is very serious about dance.

I only choreographed the fist minute of the dance and freeze when I hit the last move but Tony keeps going. He glides up behind me, wraps his arms around my waist and ready his forehead against the side of my head. I give him a confused look in the mirror we're facing.

He smirks and says into my ear, "I thought it needed something." The song continues to play in the background so I quickly try pull away to turn it off. Tony stops me and doesn't let go.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

He smirks again.

"Most girls would kill to be in your position, amare." I roll my eyes when he calls me that again.

"I'm not most girls. And don't call me that. I'm not your love you idiot. Never have, never will."

"You'll be eating those words very soon Ducky."

"When I fall for you will be the day my father cares," I pull away from Tony forcefully and manage to get free this time. I mean to say 'when my father is sober' but Tony doesn't need anymore things to taunt me with.

Tony lets my remark go but I can tell my the way he's slightly frowning that he wants to ask.

We practice the dance over and over again. Each time Tony ends up holding me or spinning me around at the end. We practice until the hour we have at the studio is up.

Tony holds open the door for me and I raise an eyebrow at his actions. He just shrugs.

"Might as well get along with each other better if we're going to be dance partners," I nod slowly and walk out, him following closely behind.

"I like the dance so far. What else are you planning for it?" Tony asks curiously.

"Oh, that's not our dance."

"Wait, what? Did you say what I think you just said?"

I turn back to face him with my hands on my hips.

"Dude, that was just so I could see where your skill and technique is at and to see how you apply the choreographed moves to the music. If you learn fast or not. If you are a good dancer, in your mentally and physically. Heart and mind. Get my jest here?"

He gives me a blank stare. "So what your saying is that you just waisted an hour of my time on a random combo that we aren't going to use?"

I throw my hands up in the air and sigh exasperatedly. I then glare at him and say sarcastically "Yes. That is exactly what I meant."

"Hey, you may think your sassy but you can't even come close to the sass master so don't start with me," Tony snaps his fingers and puts the other hand on his hip to match his fake girly voice.

"I can't even deal with you right now. I hope I don't see you at school tomorrow and that you die in a hole." I start walking down the street towards our neighborhood and get heads to his cliche 'bad boy' motorcycle. Just before he start the bike he yells at me.

"Love you too Beautiful!"

~ Hey peeps! Haven't updated in a long while. Sorry 'bout that. Just stuck but it has finally came to me!

So how are you liking Tony? Huh? Huh?

To the side is the song 'The Chain' by Ingrid Michaelson. Love her voice.

Guys I'm so excited!!!!! I was watching a movie with my mom and I found the guy to play Tony!!! He is EXACTLY the way I imagined him! His name is Teo Halm and he plays Alex in Earth to Echo, ya know the hot one. Except that he needs to be older. Like 18. Oh well. 😊

I still haven't found a Brice. Any suggestions?

Thanks for reading! Hope you liked it!

~ Jo