Chapter 2

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"Zamoia, we are  here",dad stated.

We then exit the car and entered the dance studio.

"You know my son work here", Shaneka bragged.As if this job is something to brag about , not like
I'm discriminating but like... I just don't like her.

I went in the girls bathroom to change in my dancing outfit, which was a leggings and a t-shirt.
The dance instructor teaches us to do the tango, it was fun.

Shaneka is practicing her dance with her dad, afterwards the couples dance.

It was boring watching old people dance together.I went outside hoping that I was the only one out there.

I was wrong, there was a boy around my age.
He looked at me  and I looked at him through the corner of my eyes.

"So who are you suppose to be? ",he asked smirking at me.

"The daughter of the groom", I replied. He smiled at me  then left the balcony.

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