This is my first story, and I'm not sure what people will think about it, but I hope you'll enjoy. This story is about a Les Twins fans' biggest dream come true! ♥♥Please give me feedback, and feel free to comment and like :)

New kids. I hate em. I also hate Tia for making this guy think that we are friends, I never planned on making new friends. Especially with him of all people. "Are you alright?" He asks, concern filling his voice. "I have to get to class." I mutter, taking a deep breath as he steps back reluctantly. It's like there's no such thing as personal space wherever he's from. I open my locker to grab my books. "Okay, well...I will walk you." He offers politely. I roll my eyes, finally turning to look at him. His left hand is behind his back. I narrow my eyes. "Hello." He waves a little, his cheeks a little red. My eye twitches. I hate how adorable this guy is. Why does he have to be so shy and cute? Why do I always feel like pinching his cheeks every time he opens his mouth? He sounds like a little English man, talking formally. Who is this guy and where the hell did he come from? Why can't he be a jerk like every other guy around? "You don't have to walk me to cla..." I trail off as he hesitantly raises his hand and gently brushes aside a piece of my hair. "Ah, that is better. You should refrain from trying to hide your eyes from people, they are very beautiful." Being caught off guard is something I'm not used to experiencing. I freeze as he leans in, his amazing smell going straight up my nose and to my brain. On man, he smells like a grown man. My eyes widen after hearing what he says next. "Quinoa, vous êtes trés têtu. Mais je un peu comme vous, vous êtes très différent." He whispers softly in my ear, his voice sending vibrations through my body. Oh my God. French. No way. This guys is literally from the best place on Earth and I'm just now finding out? I think I'll just go in the corner and quietly die now, thank you.

A shy, lonely, sad man wants to go India, to see for himself what a happy, spiritual life can be like. To experience, if only for a few amazing moments or days, what it feels like to be happy. Then, someone, something, appears, as if by magic. Will this magical being turn his world upside down ? And just how fast will it spin if he does ......

Been wanting to dream of them and finally I dreamt of them, it's weird since it was first dream of them but it was magical every moment I felt with them :-) in my dreams of course :-3

"Hey, what do you think your doing? Anyone can walk in," I whispered warningly, twisting around uncomfortably to face him, trying my best to look more mad than anything. Larry only chuckled, his hands falling down to my hips and he pulled them into his. "No one is coming," he said assuredly, and I watched as a dark smirk tugged at his plump lips, "Well, you might."

Krystal didn't have self-esteem issues before she met Jay. She was always pretty and plus-sized and her figure had never been an issue with any other guy she dated, but her ex-boyfriend had shattered all that with his constant criticism and verbal abuse. Her internal mirror remained broken until Larry came along. He was gorgeous. Like GQ cover model gorgeous. Not to mention famous. But he was kind and down-to-earth and it was his friendship that gave her the strength to focus on dancing again. On the journey back to loving herself, can she discover romance along the way?

Everyone deals with life differently. I'm more of the type to bottle things up. Of course some would say that's not healthy and it may not be, but that's all I've known up to this point. Every now and then, it boils over and for days I'm lost waiting to be found again. Well this time, He found me...

What happen when a famous dancer/model/ actor meet a fiery fashion designer/ business woman. FIREWORKS but what if there was someone out there ready to extinguish that fire before it even gets started..