"Yea, I saw him. He was there for, like ever. He follows me everywhere, he's in my hip hop, and Jazz class." I sighed, and picked up my water.

"Oh, wasn't he that boy who sat with you at lunch?" Said Joan, as she flipped through my Ipod.

"Yea. I don't know why, he's like 14 right?" I asked. I sighed, and sat on my butt, rolled back, and pushed in to my spilt.

"I think so, hey hares the song. Want to work on that dance of yours?" she said. "I'll help you. It looks O.K. If I helped you, It could pass for a dance." She laughed to herself.

"Ok, Soph. Stand in fourth, we need to add some jumps."

The End

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