THE SECRETS WE KEEP.

- ROOF THATCHERS.

DIANNES POV:
It was now Tuesday and our practise for our Charleston this week was well underway. From what we had done, Joe was picking up the choreography very fast, but some parts still weren't clicking with him. That was fine, we have a few more days to iron out the creases. Fittingly, the song was 'Cotten-Eyed Joe', it was upbeat and fast, a lively song to get the audience up on their feet and excited about the routine. Joe had told me one of the first days we met that he used to do roof-thatching as a career (where the name thatcherjoe comes from) and the idea immediately came to my head - the theme of the dance should be roof-thatching. I knew that Joe could really do well with this theme, he could put his own spin on the moves from what he knows about thatching and from where he grew up seeing it. It's still early days, but this could be a big breakthrough for him in the show.

To film our VT we were travelling down to Wiltshire to see Joes uncle, who he used to work for. We were going to meet at Kings Cross Station as honestly, I did not know the way to Manchester so how would I know the way to Wiltshire. I was really excited to say the least, seeing Joe in his element and doing what he loved would help me to get to know him better. Besides YouTube and vlogging, Joe hadnt really shown me anything else he is passionate about. All I have known is that he does YouTube for a living, which I still don't really understand. But for him to show me his passion before the internet became a huge part of his life, was something I found special and heartwarming.

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JOES POV:
Dianne and I were meeting today at Kings Cross Station to travel to my hometown of Wiltshire, which I was so excited about. I couldn't wait to go there, as much as I loved London, Wiltshire will always be my home. Where I am from is a very small town, everyone knows everyone and it is so friendly. They make everyone feel at ease and at home there, something you don't experience when in London. Hopefully Dianne would feel the same way I do about it and love it too. As well as showing her around, I was going to be teaching her how to thatch a roof for our VT. I'm sure she will be amazing at it, she is a very talented person after all.

I made my way down the escalator and to the place where I was meeting Dianne, vlogging camera in hand ready to update the viewers on the progress. They all seemed to be loving Dianne in my videos, I guess it was something different for them to be watching instead of the same me all the time. I've noticed that the more I vlog around her, the more she comes out of her shell in front of the camera. I notice her slowly becoming more herself around it, like she is when I'm not pushing it in her face. She is defintley a natural in front of a camera and hey, maybe one day I could get her to start her own YouTube channel.

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When we arrived on the train, our seats had already been taken by someone else. This annoyed me slightly but I was used to it, another reason why I hate to take the train anywhere. Dianne and I found a small spot by the doors in the corner, where we were huddled together tight and close. We faced each other, our knees touching with our legs intertwined together.

If this had happened first week, I wouldn't have been as comfortable and would of been certain to find seats. But as the weeks have gone on, we were getting very close and knew each other very well. She was one of the only people I felt truly comfortable and myself around. Dianne shared a similar sense of humour to me, the best thing I could ask for throughout this journey. She was just as witty as me, she understood all my sarcastic comments and jokes and took them in the way they were meant to be taken. I couldn't deny that there was slight attraction there, she was a beautiful girl, inside and out. But despite my feelings, she still was in a relationship and from what I could see, she was very happy in that. I repeatedly told myself that no matter how bad my feelings get for her, I had to keep it professional at all times. She was only my dance teacher after all.. right?