Chapter 1

I was hopelessly lost. "Damn it," I swore under my breath. There was no one out in the rain apart from a man standing across the street totally in his own world. I picked up my bag of shopping and ran across the road. "Um... excuse me," I said. He turned around looking startled. Okay so I probably looked a bit of a sight my chest length blond hair was soaked, my clothes were also dripping.

"Can I help you?" He asked.

"Mm huh I'm really lost and took a wrong turn," I said feeling stupid.

"Okay where do you need to go?"

"Block six on avenue street apartment 4B," I said reeling of the address.

He grinned his perfect teeth at me "I can take you right to your front door then because I live just two floors above you."

"Thanks," I said as I started walking under the protection now of the umberella "So um what's your name then?" I asked after 30 seconds.

He stopped and stared right at me "I'm guessing you just moved here TODAY?"

"Uh huh was I not meant to ask your name?" I asked feeling foolish. He started to laugh.

"My name is Corny Collins I run the local show called The Corny Collins show," Corny explained.

I looked up at him unfazed "Well I'm Samantha Jones and there NO WAY is your first name Corny?"

"Your right my real name is not "Corny"," He confessed.

"So what is it?"

"Not telling," Corny said like a little child.

"Please," I begged.

"What's in it for me?" He teased.

I dug in my bag, "Refreshers?" I offered. Corny face light up.

"Fine I'll tell you," He said taking the sweets. "But don't laugh."

"I won't promise"

"It's Robert," he whispered.

"What's wrong with that name?" I asked.

"Oh look were here," Robert said chewing on a sweet. He started walking inside.

"Why do you live in these tiny flats if your famous?" I asked changing the subject from.

"Good question," he said getting in the lift. I hurried in after him. "It's because well I have a phobia of big empty spaces."

"What?"

"You see I love the studio when the dancers and everything are in but I hate it and am sort of frighted when I'm by myself in the studio and know one else is there," Robert confessed his face red. The elevator pinged and I got out.

"You want to came in for a cup of tea?" I asked.

"Sure thanks Sam."