"Okay everyone! This is your first part of the final, the group number. Let's get it going!" Mr. B yells and everyone in mine and Art's group gets into position. "Ready." We all stay still to signal yes. "Good." Mr. B hits play and then 'Que Tengo Que Hacer' by Daddy Yankee starts playing. At first it's all seriousness until we get to the 35 second mark and the break down happens, then Art and I make eye contact and we laugh at each other's serious faces then soon, the other 4 people in our group are smiling too.
Within the next few moments of the song we're all singing along as we dance. Well, as best as we could. It was fun and we all showed that. The grade wouldn't be docked down for that, Mr. B loves when his students have fun dancing. Art and the other two boys step forward and the 2 minutes and 23 second mark to do little dance break downs while the other two girls and I stand in the back moving out hips slightly until the 2 minutes 38 seconds mark then we pull the guys away and go into a salsa dance with our partners until the end. We all end in our pose and when Mr. B claps a majority of us laugh.
"That was great. I'm happy you were all having so much fun. That was a proud moment for me." He pats my shoulder and smiles. "Next group, let's go." Art and I walk to our original spot on the side and sit beside each other.
"I hate you." I say still smiling.
"What? That's a lie, why?" He says smiling back.
"Your try-hard face made me laugh."
"Well yours made me laugh too it's not just me. And it doesn't even matter, because of our outburst we got high praise. Even though it was a terrible dance." I roll my eyes.
"Come on, I loved our group but we couldn't do much cause they were falling behind."
"True." I laugh and we continue to watch the group when Peter walks in with a smile. I shake my head and laugh. Peter gives a thumbs up and walks to his group. "He and Asia were making out this whole time."
"Yeah I'm aware. I've seen them do it a few times."
"Really? I never knew."
"Yeah, when Sam isn't around things are totally different." I turn to Art.
"What do you mean?"
"Great! Now our last group. Then we'll do the class dance." I turn back to Art.
"Sam has problems."
"Yeah that's what Asia and Peter told me."
"Then why are you asking?" I bite my lip and Art's face grows serious. "You know." I shake my head.
"All I know is that you and Sam had something happen."
"Who told you?"
"Art-"
"Opal." He turns his body to me. "Who told you?"
"I can't tell you Art."
"Why?" I scan his face. "You're afraid I'll hurt them." I try to keep my cool but Art catches on. He reads me like an open book. "I'm not stupid enough to hurt your friends Opal. I just wanna know which one told you."
"Why does it matter?"
"Because some don't know the whole story either." My breath catches in my throat.
"I'll tell you after school." I grab his hand. "For now can we just focus please." Art looks down at our hands and rubs his finger over my hand then looks back up at me.
"Fine. But you have to promise me." I nod.
"Of course. After practice." He nods and then Mr. B claps again.
"Well done! Now for the class number. Let's get it going!" We all stand up and get into position. Mr. B is gonna be socked about this song. 'Flesh' by Simon Curtis. On a song scale of Mary had a little lamb to hella dirty, this song was at least a 9 no less. "Ready?" We all smile a bit and Mr. B pushes play. I don't know how we managed to plan this whole dance out without the guys getting into their dirty mind frame or the girls wanting to get intimate.
We had to take a million and 5 breaks though because we kept laughing. Through the whole song, it's basically a slow dirty dancing and sensual/sexual positions until 2 minutes and 46 seconds when the break down happens and then it's total chaos. One group goes into pairs and they dance to the beat while the other group are separated between the couples and act as the play makers, making the couples give in to the desire slowly but surely... Or at least that's what we were going for.
At the break down, Art grabs me and we begin our dance. Unlike the many other times, it wasn't awkward it was just us... Like the good old days. Granted this song was hella dirty hut it didn't matter, we were moving together and perfectly. When the song ends I fall to the floor and Art falls on top of me and we're face to face nearly kissing and that one ending pose hold was torture.
Mr. B walked around scanning us all but it was hard to pay attention when Art was centimeters from my face and we're both breathing heavily. A few times I was tempted to grab him and kiss him but, I remembered what he said about him not wanting me to be a cheater. I wouldn't mind kissing him in front of the class but that one reason was why I held myself back.
Mr. B laughs hard, "You're all littler perverts! Get off the floor your dirty children." Everyone laughs and we get off the floor. Art stands up and helps me up. Mr. B is still laughing. "I'm curious, who's idea was it?" No one holds up their hand. "No one?" Then all at once we all lift our hands and Mr. B laughs again. "Alright you perverts." He takes a sip of his coffee and motions for us all to sit and we do. "I gotta say, seeing that was a shock and quite awkward-" we all laugh, "but it was amazing. As a dance instructor I've never been more proud or more disturbed by my students."
We laugh again and Mr. B holds up his hand. "But after seeing that, it's going to be hard to fail any of you. The synchronicity was amazing, the couples dances were sexual which I was assuming you were doing and the solo dancers did a great job at being the little lust demons." He laughs and shakes his head. "And over all, the simplicity combined with the advanced was a great balance. It was simple for those who don't have confidence in their dancing ability and the ones who did have confidence exceeded what I'd call an advanced dance technique. All in all, I'm proud of you."
Mr. B claps for us again and looks at his watch. "Okay perfect, everyone remember to sign up for when you want to do your duet dance and solo dance. Go ahead and grab your needed outfits, sign up and you can head out." We all stand up after he tells us to go and gather our things.
"I was kinda hoping he would say hold positions." Art confesses with a smile.
"Why?"
"Showed how much self control you have. I'm proud of you." I can't help but laugh.
"I thought for a second you were gonna say something like, because it proved how much you wanted me." Art chuckles.
"It is hard to deny me with my amazing looks."
"Whatever dork."
"Hey, you're the weirdo who wanted to kiss me." He whispered as he walks away and I can't help but laugh.
"I'll admit to that."
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Creative Girl and Him
Teen FictionOpal Green is a unique girl with a unique name, but her name defines her personality. She is beautiful, has many different colors of creativeness radiating from her and she is as pure as the stone itself. After her father died in a car accident she...