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It's now Wednesday. It's like 9pm. I'm at home in Tampa! I just got home like a half an hour ago.
I go into my living room and turn on the TV. I watch family guy for a half an hour and then go to bed.
The next morning, I wake up and take a shower. I get dressed and so my hair and brush my teeth. I go into my kitchen and then I hear a knock on my door. I run to the front door and open it. Fandango is standing there. I look at him, strangely.
"How did you find out where I live?" I ask.
"I have my ways." Fandango says.
"Um...why are you here?" I ask.
"I am here because we need to prepare and practice our dance routine. And plus, I want to get to know you better." Fandango says.
"Um...practice is on Monday. And you don't really need to get to know me. You know I hate you." I say as I go to close the door on him. He make it to where I can't shut the door. He presses against the door and opens it. I go flying backwards and hit my head on the wall. God, that freaking hurt. Everything starts to go fuzzy. The next thing I know, Fandango is shaking me and I wake up.
"Are you ok?" Fandango ask, kinda worried.
I look up at him and slightly nod. He helps me up lets go of me. I start to fall again, but he grabs me an takes me to the couch. We sit in the couch and he just stares at me. I finally regain myself and start talking.
"Why did you have to push the door?" I ask.
"We'll, I didn't want you to shut the door on me." Fandango says.
"Well you shouldn't have pushed it so hard. Now my head hurts." I whine.
"I'm sorry." He says.
"It's ok...I guess." I say.
"Well...I better go." Fandango says as he stands up and walks out the door. I stand up and run after him. I catch up to him as he's just about getting into his car. I grab his arm and he stops.
"What do you want?" Fandango asks.
"I'll give you a chance. We can hang out today...but you better be nice." I say. I'm surprised that I would ever say that to him out of all people.
Fandango smiles. "Ok. But first, we're going out for breakfast. My treat." He says.
I smile and grab my purse and lock my house up. I get into his car and we take off for breakfast...
Fandango and I ate at iHop. We're now at some store to get me a dress to wear while dancing. I am not big on shopping...but it's ok. Fandango picks out some dresses for me to try on. I go and try them on. One of them fits. It's short and it's blue. I kinda like it.
"Is this the one you want?" Fandango asks.
"Yes! And I can't believe I'm saying this, but, you have good taste in clothes...for me." I admit.
Fandango laughs. "Thanks!"
I smile and we go and buy it. We go back out to Fandango's car and he takes me home. I invite him inside. He comes in and we sit in my living room.
"I have to admit...you're actually a pretty cool guy. I used to hate your guts...but now I don't." I confess.
Fandango smiles. "That's probably one of the nicest things you have ever said to me." He says.
"I know. It's so weird being nice to you." I say.
"Oh I see how it is." He says.
"Hey! Would you rather me be all mean to you again?" I ask.
"No..." Fandango says.
"Then no complaining." I say. He laughs at me.
"Ok." He says.
"Come on...I want to show you something." I say as I stand up and walk into my bedroom ad go to my closet. Fandango follows me.
I take a box out of my closet and open it. I take something out of it and show Fandango.
"What is it?" Fandango asks. He's sitting on the edge of my bed.
"It's my old dance outfit that I would wear for dance class. It's from when I was on the dance team and was a dance teacher." I say.
Fandango smile. "That's so cool!" He says.
I smile. "Thanks." I say as I put the stuff away and shut my closet." I turn over to Fandango, who is standing literally right in front of me.
"Umm...why are you so close to me?" I ask.
He touches my arm and runs his finger along it. "Because you smell good." He says.
"That sounded really creepy." I say, weirded out.
"I can be creepy. But in a good way." He says as he starts playing with my hair. I don't know why...but I am kinda liking him being all over me like this. He smiles and leans down and kisses my neck. I back up into the wall with him still playing with my hair and kissing my neck. I start laughing because it tickles. He stops and looks at me.
"What's so funny?" He asks.
"You kissing my neck...it tickles!" I say.
Fandango laughs at me. "Do you want me to do it again?"
"No. Because it feels weird. And because I don't like you like this. And also because we're just now starting to get along. I'm not interested in you in a romantic way. Only in a friend kind of way." I say.
"Ok." He says. The next thing I know...he's leaving my house and in his car driving away...
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