Lost in thoughts

Claire: thanks, A LOT for forcing me into this.

Skyler: awwh, welcome :D now, go make some skylerXmikey romance.

Claire: yeah, yeah, don't get your briefs in a twist.

Skyler: CUUH-LAIR. You so meean.

Claire: urrrm, okay. On with the story.

Claire's POV (point of view)

"Skye, we don't have all day!" I yelled. My uncle G signed me up for dance classes. He says it's 'time to pass down the talent' . Like, really? I'm only going because Skyler is going too. I don't get it though, she's an amazing singer.

"Calm down, Ce. Let's go." She said. We headed out the door and walked to the ICON dance complex. It was only 5 blocks away from my house. The receptionist lady, looked at us and smiled. I call her Momma G. Don't get me started on why I call her that. Okay, so 2 years ago, on halloween, her costume was being a gangster. She started to rap this: "My name is momma G. That's how it's gonna be. Throw yo hands up and cheer, it's time for us to eat cheer... -ios." The rapping was pretty bad, so we started to mock her and call her Momma G. She actually liked it!

"Skye, your in jazz competitive... Hmm... Room 17, turn right and you'll get there." She nodded and left. I thought we were going to be in the same class! Urrgh.

"Claire, you are in ballet, huh?" She chuckled. Yes, it's the least you can expect from me.

"Room 13. First door you'll see if you turn left." I first headed to the changing room. It was in front of room 14. I went inside and quickly changed into blue short shorts (thanks mom -.-") and a plain white t-shirt. I put my other clothes into my nike bag, and went to room 13. Some people were practicing their twirls and such. I put my white ballet shoes on. I got into the fifth position, (if you don't know what that is, look it up) and I did a pirouette and landed on my feet. Okay, that was far from graceful, and the balls of my feet hurt now. I should start simpler. I got into fifth position and did a developpe. Then I did another pirouette and a grand plie.

Okay, I had experience with ballet. The only reason that that's the least thing you'd expect from me is that no one really knows that I got taught ballet from my mom. Worst. Two. Months. Ever. I fell, tripped, almost broke my ankle. Yes, the day my mom decided to cancel ballet lessons was glorious.

"Okay everyone! Let's get started on this!" The teacher said.

Vinny's POV

"So, Vinny you ready?" Madison teased. Geo wanted me to have a solo in one of our performances. I really wanted it. But it required me to go to ballet class.

"Lunge, lunge! Peer your eat." Louis started to mimic ballet dancers. Thomas was laughing hard.

"Dude, it's pirouette." Mikey stated. He took ballet once. Ha.

"Kay, well, I'm gonna go now." I said. I went out of our room in the icon dance complex, "Room 1" and I headed for room 13.

I saw a bunch of girls wearing pink, blue, and white tutus. I was just wearing sweatpants. There was this one girl who was sweating and drinking from her water bottle. I set my bag beside her.

"Hey." She said. I looked up and saw her glowing dark brown eyes.

"Hi."

"Your bag is leaking." She said. I looked at my bag. My lemonade flavoured water was leaking out!

"PsshhAHAHAHAHA" Someone was laughing really hard. Nick. Madison. Mikey. And... The teacher was glaring. Oh no.

"You no joke in my class. Zedention!" The teacher yelled. Oh no, it's that foreign teacher. Who gives detention in dance class?

Next day (still Vinny's POV)

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Noo. Time for school. I put on a red plaid polo, black faded jeans and Nike 6.0. I grab my jansport bag. I headed to school. On the way Madison, Nick, Mikey, Chris, (Yes, he's a real iconic boy, look him up.(Chris "King Tut" Corradino) He looks like Vinny and Mikey.) and Louis. Jason and Thomas always go to school early. No one knows why though.

Skyler's POV

Yay! First day of school in New Jersey! (To see what Skyler and Claire are wearing, go to my profile. Copy and paste the link on it) Wow, I think I did a good job of dressing Claire and I up. We look good.

At school

"Okay, when I tell you to come in, come in okay?" The teacher said, her name was . Guess what her first name is? Serena. LOL moment.

"Come in, girls!" Wow, that was quick.

"Hey, there, I'm Skyler, but my friends call me Skye!" I said. I nudged Claire.

"Yeah, hi. I'm Claire, how you doin'?" She said. So like her, putting on her tomboy attitude.

"Okay, class, any questions?" said. Lots of hands went up. I pointed at a blonde haired dude.

"You single?" He asked. Claire facepalmed. I giggled.

"Yuppers." I said. The next question was asked.

"Can you, like, stay away from the iconic boyz while you're here? Thanks." A red haired girl said. Wow, obsessed much?

"That's going to be hard, considering that we dance with them." Claire said. All the girls glared at us. Oh no..

"Okay, that's enough. Skyler go sit beside Mikey, Claire, go beside Vinny." said. No one put their hand up. Must not be listening.

Claire sat beside this guy who was wearing a red plaid polo. I sat 2 seats away from her. She's sucha smartie.

The class dragged on and Mikey sent me a note.

"Sit with us at lunch? -Mikey, Vinny, Chris, Claire, Madison, Nick." I wrote back.

"Sure."

Claire: It's so cliche o.e

Skyler: Yay, MIKEY!

Claire's Announcement:

Do you wanna be in my story? I need some people to be Chris, Madison, and Nick's girlfriend. Just send your entry through a review kay?

2: This is what Claire and Skyler looks like:

Claire: Dark brown eyes, half japanese, half white. Peachy skin color. Hair: Dark brown, blonde highlights, side swept bangs, layered, waist length.

Skyler: Ocean blue eyes, one quarter Irish, one quarter scottish, two quarter italian. Creamy beige skin color. Hair: Dirty blonde, choppy bangs, chest length.

BYE.