Rhythmic
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Beads of sweat trailed down our faces as we practiced. We practiced for five hours every day, trying to perfect every spin, jump, kick, flip, and leap. Dancing was what we lived for, and we’ll stop anything that tries to take it away from us... Danyelle and Dacey are best friends, they live together, they eat together, and they dance together. Their out on the streets every day with their crew, dancing until dark. And on the first Thursday of every month, there’s a dance off. Each month, two crews will battle, but only one will make it to the next round. This happens every month until, November, where the finalists will compete for the ultimate title; the North Manchester Kings/Queens. But this year, a rivalry crew accepts two more members into their team. Little did Dany and Dacey know, these two boys were from one of the most successful boy bands; Liam Payne and Zayn Malik. They left their singing career for a new start, the hate was getting to them and the fame was getting to their other band members. They had to leave, disappear, for a few years. So they changed their last names, got fake I.D.’s, moved to North Manchester, and into the world of dancing they went. So what happens when Liam and Zayn see Dany and Dacey for the first time? Let’s just say.. Thing’s get a little bit Rhythmic. All rights are reserved to @lilyisluvable and @intensedark14 © 2013 We retain all rights provided by law, such as distribution, performance, and creation of my work unless said so otherwise. WARNING: This story may contain foul language and may trigger certain people. And may contain possible sexual content. I apologize in advance if it does trigger you. But basically, read at your own risk.
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