GothicJak: Welcome back...Theres fans of this story ... OMG!!!!
To all of you who mentioned my grammer... Yes I know it's bad but... please don't complain. If you enjoy the story, then enjoy the story... and thats all I say on that...
also going back to my normal way of typing and doing charater POV's
Oh I know that the music's fine
Like sparklin' wine,go and have your fun
Laugh and sing,but while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me
Perry's POV
" 1...2...3...1...2...3" Newbie kept counting as we move jerkily around my apartment's living room.J.D. had the bright Idea to rent some of Antonio's practice CD's, so even away from the God forsaken studio I can still hear his fake Spanish accent.
At least J.D.'s happy, since this is for him he'd better be.
I rotate J.D. so that I can fall onto the couch, I have learned that I have two left feet when it comes to dancing. J.D. continues on without me pretending that i'm still dancing with him.
"Perry?"
"Yeah Monica?"
"Can you get me something to eat?" He was kidding... he had to be kidding.. He had eaten something as soon as we had gotten of work today. Which according to my Rolex was exactly one hour ago.
"Fine Molly, but if you don't fit into your favorite pair of sequined jeans tommorow don't blame me." He huffed slightly at the remark about his favorite pair of jeans as I got up from the couch and went into the kitchen.
"What do you want anyway?" I ask poking my head back out into the living room.
"That candy I hid from Jack." Newbie says as he dips his invisible dance partner. I just go back to the white room known as the kitchen.
Few minutes later...
"Kimberly I can nootttt find your stupid candy." I shout out to the living room while opening and closing diffrent cabinets.
"It's okay I'm not really that hungery anymore.." My jaw sets as i'm about ready to rant at him for being a stupid newbie.. but then I relax and wander back into the living room. J.D. has his back to me so I justlay out on the couch and watch him sway to the salsa beat that has been shoved into our heads and will never come out.
HE turns around and basically jumps 50 feet in the air.
"WHERE DID YOU COME FROM!!???" he asks as if he has never seen me before.
"The couch door ."
"Curse you couch door." J.D. said smiling his goofy grin as he pulls me back up into a dance position. He wants me to try and dip him.
So I start to dip him theres a good sounding pop from my back and I double over in pain...
TBC...
GothicJak: haha cliff hanger