A/N hey I'm glad you liked it, Dovasary just as I love yours! Well I likethis storyso I'm gonna carry on, hopefully Ill get some more reviews. This is a cross between both the dirty dancing's, but mainly the first one, and its set about the same time as well. I thought maybe there's a whole load of rebelling dancing teenagers all over the world hehe.

The next morning I woke up and spent at least half an hour at my wardrobe deciding what to wear. I had signed up for dancing classes last night and my first lesson was this morning. I finally picked out a plain blue dress that went down to about my knees, it was quite tight at the top but loose at the skirt so it twirled when I moved. I added a little eyeshadow and brushed my hair. I couldn't decide what to do with it but I was almost late so I just left it down. Luckily no one else was up, so no one saw my make-up. They would have wondered why I put it on. Me trying to impress someone? Never!

I ran to the hut where the dance classes were held, as I walked past the window I noticed music was already playing from inside, I ducked down and looked through. I could see the instructor dancing with a pretty blonde girl. But this wasn't any fox trot. This was dancing involving a lot of touching and close quarters. I wanted to look away, it seemed like I was invading their privacy but I couldn't, I wanted to be able to do that. I especially wanted to do that with him.

Soon the song stopped and I crept to the door. I walked in and they jumped apart.

"Hi!" I said, smiling brightly, "erm, I'm Lindy." I shook the girl's hand and held it out for the guy, but he ignored me.

"I'd better be going, see you around," the girl said, winking at the guy who was now changing records.

"So…" I said determined to break the silence. "What's your name?"

"Jesse," he said without turning round, "so, erm Linda was it?" he turned from the record player as the first bars of the merengue started up. I looked deep into his green eyes.

"No… no. Its Lindy." I stuttered, feeling myself blush as he looked me slowly up and down.

"Right ok, well we're going to start with the merengue. Have you done any dancing before?"

"No, I'm not really that good. I get a bit confused. That's why I wanted to learn."

"Right," he sighed, "well let's get on with it." He held his hands out and put one on my waist. I shivered. His hand in mine felt so good. Even if there was a huge gap between us, my nerve endings were still going crazy.

"So it's like this, back 2, 3, 4." I tried the steps but my brain kept saying forwards instead of back. After a while we took a break.

"This is hopeless, can't we dance like…" I stopped myself,

"Like what?" he asked. Wiping the sweat from his brow.

"Nothing. No I just can't get it."

"Right," he said looking at me curiously with a little smile on his face. I wanted to run my hands through his hair. And over his chest and,

"What are you smiling about?" I said crossing my arms and frowning.

"Just how bad a dancer you are." He said, smiling even more. I scowled and whacked his arm, "ow," he said laughing more, "for a small thing you hit hard!" I noticed a slight accent to his voice.

"Are you Spanish?"

"No, I'm half Cuban, sometimes I have a little of my mother's accent. I can speak Spanish though," he said, smiling. He stepped closer and almost whispered. "Mi bonita." I shivered as his breath tickled my ear.

"Oh, I see." I said, sounding really young and American. He laughed. A deep rich laugh that I could listen to all day.

"Well its time up, but I'll see you tomorrow, or have you been put off?" he said, handing me my cardigan. I couldn't believe it; 2 hours had already gone by.

"Yes definitely." I smiled and walked to the door. Just before I closed the door he said,

"Oh and Lindy, I hope you liked my kind of dancing."

I blushed, he knew I'd seen him with that girl. Oh I was so embarrassed. But he was so nice. Jesse. That's such a nice name. Wow, I thought, I have to get better at dancing.

That night Jake was now speaking to me, as if nothing had happened. I decided to play along, it was better than fighting. After dinner I went for a walk on my own. I saw the guy who had unloaded our bags I walked up to him,

"Hi" I said, "still got your job then?" he laughed,

"Yeah no thanks to you. But what you doing up here?"

"Just walking,"

"Oh right, not dancing with your boss-boyfriend?" I raised my eyebrows and he laughed. He looked around to see if anyone was there. "Look I shouldn't bring you, but you wanna come dancing with me?" I nodded,

"Yeah sure, should I change?"

"No, that's fine, it's nice. Now no guests are strictly allowed up here," he said leading the way further up the hill. "But you seem ok, I think you'll like my girlfriend. She works here too." I nodded,

"Cool, don't worry I won't tell anyone," as we walked I heard music getting louder and louder. As we reached the top there was a large clearing in the trees. There were candles everywhere and a portable record player was playing Hey Baby, but that's not what caught my eyes. Up here were about 10 or 15 couples doing "Jesse's kind of dancing" my eyes widened as I took in the touching and closeness, again I felt like I was looking in to someone's bedroom. There were girls with their legs right up on their partner's hips, there were couples with their hips circling together. I gulped.

"Don't worry Lindy, they won't bite." Gary said, (he'd told me his name as we were walking up.) then the beautiful Spanish woman walked up, smiling at Gary.

"Hey gorgeous," he said, slipping his arm round her waist,

"Hi, who's this?" she asked in my direction, but not in an unfriendly way.

"This is Lindy, she's a guest, but she's an honouree worker."

"Oh hi Lindy, I was wondering when I'd get to meet you, I've heard some great things," she said wiggling her eyebrows. I smiled, wondering if it was Gary who had talked about me, or even as I hoped, Jesse.

"Mi bonita," a whispery voice said from behind me, making me jump.

"Jesse, hi." I said, smiling in what I knew was a really goofy way.

"Hey, so you've met my cousin, Adriana." He said, stepping away, he was wearing a white shirt with the top 2 buttons undone, and some loose black trousers.

"Lindy?" he said and I realised I had been staring at his chest area.

"Huh, oh yeah. So your cousins? Cool" I said, just about forming coherent sentences. Had it ever been like this with Jake? Not that I knew of. He'd never made my heart beat this fast just by leaving a button or two undone. Jesse had one eyebrow raised.

"So Gary you gonna ask me to dance? Jesse, you gonna dance with Lindy?" Adriana said, I smiled she was really nice.

Jesse held out his hand and I took it. I held my arms in the frame he'd taught me that morning and he laughed,

"I thought you wanted me to teach you to dance my way?" he said bending down to talk in my ear, it was only because the music was so loud I was sure.

"I do, so teach me." I made my arms go loose and he put them around his neck, his arms were around my waist. He pulled me closer so we were almost touching. Just a brush here and there. We did some simple steps and then he moved my hips round with his. I was breathing hard and we hadn't been dancing long. He bent down towards me and whispered,

"You're quite a good dancer mi bonita, you've just been doing the wrong kind of dancing." Then his lips were on mine a quick brush then he pulled back but I went on tiptoes, chasing after him. I kissed him fiercely feeling my body pressed against his. He kissed me back and I lost my self in his kisses. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder.

A/N hoped you liked it, please review please please please!