Um, hello? I know it's been a long time, but seriously it's your fault too! You left so little reviews (cry)! Nah, I'm just trying to make you feel sorry for me instead of mad at me;)
Soon, it's going to be tango! And as we all know, if there's tango, things start heating up.
Sorry for mistakes. I didn't write in English for a while, my computer has now turned back to living (but for how long?), and I'm writing stories for newspapers (have to make some debut, I'm not getting any younger). I don't own 'Step up'.
I was running late. Again. I met Moose on the way, so we were running together.
"So how are your special lessons going? You barely have time for anything else. Is Adam eating all your time?"
"It's not…" but in that moment a loud 'beep' stopped me. It was Sam. In a (old) red car with Adam on passengers seat. I smiled and took Moose from the road to let them pass us.
"Was that his girlfriend?" asked Moose.
I observed Adam shouting on Sam while the other showed his tongue. These two were fun.
"Probably."
"She's quite pretty."
It took all of my self restraint to not laugh.
"Do I have to say how late you are? No? Then sit down, I'm going to talk about the Gala." Blakey instructed us. Adam went in minute after us and Collins completely ignored him.
He sat down on the floor next to us. Collins started to say something uninteresting.
"He's panting." Adam suddenly said.
"Who?"
"Blakey."
"Blakey?" Moose asked chuckling.
"He doesn't look well." I noticed. He was very pale and seemed to have trouble standing.
"He's going to pass out."
"I bet two dollars that he won't last ten minutes." Moose started.
"You stupid? Five dollars that he won't last even six minutes." I threw in.
"Deal."
"That wasn't very clever of you bro. Andy's winning." Adam said standing up. Right on time, because Blakey definitely wouldn't stand any longer. But Adam was quick. He managed to reach Collins before the other completely blacked out.
"What am I supposed to do with him?" he asked, letting Blakey rest on his shoulder.
"Take him to the nurse." I turned to Moose "My five dollars?"
"You're horrible! How can you think about money right now?"
"Yes, yes. Just so you know I wasn't the one who started that bet." I smiled sweetly.
We practiced with Adam without any breaks. Maybe the fact that Blakey was sick helped us.
We were getting better. We didn't have much time anyway. Only two months separated us from gala. Collins did say that tango will be harder and longer, so we have to start practicing it soon.
"Where are you going Andy?" Adam asked in between gulping his water.
"Home?"
"No, no, no. We have to visit the sick."
"I bet he won't be very happy about it."
Adam smirked. "Exactly."
God helped us and one of my friends gave us a lift to my place. From that point it was only about twenty minutes walk to our place. Wait, our place? Where did that came from? I mean Blakey's place of course.
When I saw who opened the door I immediately started backing away, but Adam caught my arm.
"Andy?"
"Hello, Chase." I spit out. "And goodbye." I managed to free myself from Adam's hold and started running away.
"Andy, wait!" Chase shouted.
"You can't run away all the time." Said Adam and that actually stopped me.
"Fine." I said through gritted teeth and entered the house not looking at either of them.
Christine was very happy to see me. She was wagging her tail cutely and half of my anger evaporated.
"Where's your brother?" I asked not looking at Chase.
"In his bedroom."
I didn't need any further ado. I just went to the room. The last thing I heard was Chase sighting and proposing Adam some tea.
Blake was laying on his bed (like everyone expected). He seemed asleep, but when I said something he opened his eyes.
"How are you feeling?"
"Fabulous." He answered snorting.
"What did doctor say?"
"It's only because of working over time. A week from school and I shell be alright."
I smiled. "That's good then."
He patted a place on his bed. "Sit down."
"It was Adam's idea." I defended myself from an argument that would appear sooner or later.
"That punk is here too? Just great!"
"Maybe I should leave you? You look sleepy." I started standing up but he caught my hand. His body was very hot. He gazed at me carefully.
"Could you forgive my brother? And please take him out of the kitchen. His cooking skills are even worse then mine."
"I can assure you to do the second point. Preferably with frying pan."
"Don't you dare!" he said laughing.
"How is he?" asked Adam standing up from the couch.
"He said Chase has to get out of the kitchen."
"So he's not in such a bad state."
"Andy." Said Chase getting out of the kitchen. Point two realized.
"I will walk Christine out." Announced Adam. That little traitor.
"Andy, I'm…"
"You're sorry, I know. Something new?"
"What will it take for you to forgive me?" he pleaded.
I sighted. Maybe it was the perfect moment to just do that. Chase was an asshole, but he was the part of my old crew. More, he was like a father to it. Everyone missed him a little. Including me, damn.
"And what if I say I'm with your brother now?" Yay, Andy. Say okay to stupid ideas.
"That wouldn't surprise me. You kind of … complete each other. I will support you of course."
"Ok." I said closing my eyes.
"What?"
"I forgive you. Don't fuck that up."
He hugged me. It's all right I suppose. But how will I tell Moose about it?
Someone coughed. "Am I interrupting something?" asked Adam with his trademark smirk. I send him a glare.
"But seriously I thought you're with Adam, not my brother." Said Chase letting me go.
"Ah, no! I've said that just as a test!"
"Why does that not surprise me?" said Adam taking out his chocolate.
"Leave that sweet! I'm going to cook something."
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