The next morning, Derek showed up to the studio and was looking for Mark. He finally found him in the kitchen eating cereal and looking exhausted, "Hey" Mark said, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned. "Were you here all night?" Derek asked, "Yeah, Tiffany and I had to practice our next dance, but she was chit chatting on the phone since 5 AM!" Mark said. "Yeah about Tiffany" Derek said, "I'd like to know a few things like, uh....HOW THE HELL DID SHE GET MY NUMBER?!" He continued. Mark looked nervously when Derek said that, "Would I be a bad friend if I told you this?" Asked Mark, Derek sighed, "Mark, you're my best friend in the entire world, you're the brother I never had-" said Derek, but Mark cut him off "I gave your number to Tiffany!" Mark confessed. "I hate you." Derek continued, and sat down on the table, and Mark looked him, "Really?" He asked, Derek sighed again. "No, Mark I don't hate you. I hate Tiffany" Derek said, "I think she's trying to come between Liv and I", "Well, I gotta go practice with the Wicked Witch of the West in pink" Mark said, and left Derek. Derek thought about Tiffany and how he didn't want her to ruin the friendship he and Liv had. Derek then said to himself, "What if it's more than our friendship", he started to get a warm feeling in his heart when he thought of Liv. It IS more than Derek and Liv's friendship.
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Through This Dance
FanfictionOlivia "Liv" Hunter is an average eight teen year old girl from New York, Liv is a singer, but her music is not noticed a lot by people. Liv's world flips around when she is accepted as a contestant on Dancing with the Stars, Liv accepts and flys to...
