| Chapter Twelve- Learning to Dance �Agh!� Mercedes screamed out in frustration. She had just fallen for the third time in twenty minutes. She was getting really mad. She had taken the pills, �the energy boosters�, yet they didn�t seem to be working today. �You�re pushing yourself too hard again.� She looked up to see Justin standing in the doorway. �Great,� she muttered to herself. �Just perfect to add to my already bad day!� Justin went over to her and offered her his hand to help her up. She just starred as it, debating to take it or to just ignore it like last time. �It�s just a hand Sparky,� Justin said, �More of a truce offering. Let�s be friends instead of enemies.� Mercedes sighed, grabbing it. Justin pulled her up onto her feet effortlessly as if she weighed nothing. �Friends?� Justin questioned. �Friends,� Mercedes muttered. �Okay, now that we�re friends, I�m gonna give you some tips on dancing.� �And what exactly do you know about ballet dancing?� Mercedes asked with her hands on her hips. �Who said anything about ballet?� Justin asked imitating her by putting his hands on his hips. Mercedes looked at him curiously. �I�m going to teach you how to really dance.� ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ �Oh my gosh! I never have had this much fun dancing before!� Mercedes laughed, collapsing on the hard dance floor exausted. �That should tell you something about the type of dancing you do!� Justin laughed along. lieing beside her on the floor. �You should be doing dancing that you have fun with.� They had just spent the last 2 hours, Justin teaching Mercedes how to do *N SYNC dances and even making their own up. �Have you ever thought of doing something besides ballet?� Justin question, propping himself up on one elbow to look down at her. �Yeah, but I love ballet too much to quit it,� Mercedes answered, look up at Justin. �Wade has actually tried to talk me into becoming a partner with him for being a cheographer.� �That�ll be cool, you always get to see me then,� Justin gave her a cheesy grin. Mercedes rolled her eyes. �All the reason to turn him down!� �Hey!� Justin protested. �That wasn�t very nice!� �I know,� Mercedes smiled. Justin glarred at her. �Fine then!� he started tickling her then. �Eee! Stop!� Mercedes squeeled, trying to tickle him back, but was unable to. All of a sudden Justin stopped. He was hovering right over Mercedes, who had her hands up against his chest in an effort to stop him. Both were breathing hard. Justin who always had trouble making eye contact starred down at Mercedes� lips, who starred up at his eyes. Justin then quickly rolled off of her, before anything could start between them . He ran a hand over his head. Mercedes sat up, straightening out her shirt. �So,� Justin said nervously. �So,� Mercedes echoed. �Uh, do you have any plans for tonight?� �Um, no.� �You wanna go do something then... with me?� Justin looked over at her nervously. �You mean like a date?� �Is that ok with you?� �Uh, yeah, sure. I�m free.� �Great,� Justin said standing up. �I�ll pick you up at 7:30.� Justin then quickly left, before she could say anymore. |
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