Hey! First, thanks for all the reviews. I am in a bit of a writer's block (more like my depression makes me lazy, and laziness makes me depressed) but I'll try to write more.
I don't own anything. Sad but true.
"No" said Moose with more passion then I though possible.
"But he changed! He really is trying hard to make us forgive him! Please, at least consider it." I said desperate.
Trying to talk with Moose about Chase proved difficult. I didn't expect anything anyway, but I had to try.
"Andy, he stole my girlfriend. How can you expect me to forgive him!?"
"Oh, come on. You knew Sophie wouldn't be the one for you anyway. Besides, you and Chase were friends."
"You know what?" he asked. Now he looked rightfully pissed. "I don't care what you say or do. Chase was always an arrogant brat and he befriended me only because he wanted to make a good impression on you."
"That's harsh. Forgiving him could set your mind at peace."
"I have enough of this conversation." And he stormed off.
Great work Andy.
"What's up, darling?" said Adam leaning on my shoulder.
"Don't call me that. I have a problem with Moose."
"Want my help?" He offered me his bar of chocolate.
Ah, chocolate. It's like it's the best thing on the entire world. I'll soon get addicted to it because of that idiot partner.
"If you can think of something."
"Leave it to me then." he smirked, which was not a good sign but whatever. I couldn't do anything on my own.
"Fine. Are we going to practice?"
"Ohh, you haven't heard. Our Waltz is ready. We don't have to practice it anymore."
"But, with Blakey sick at home we can't start anything new."
"Don't worry" said a voice behind us. "He send me as his substitute."
I turned around to see Chase smiling at me. I still wasn't completely comfortable with him but the previous meeting at Collins' house cleared things up a bit.
"Don't you have to practice for the Gala?" I asked.
"Don't worry. They slowed down a bit and I am a quick learner, I won't get behind."
"Fine. So what do you have for us?"
"Come with me."
He took us to our gym and instructed to sit.
"A laptop?" I said when he handed me the object.
"Your routine is in here."
"A video?"
"Yeah, just open that."
I heard the familiar sound of Tango de Roxanne.
He must be kidding.
"Ignore the part when they're snogging. You don't have to do that." After a pause he added. "You know what? Absolutely don't do that. Blake will kill someone if you do, and I don't wanna be this person."
"But this... It is way to long!" I tried to point out.
"What, you can't dance a simple tango for five minutes?" he said with a smirk.
"Simple?! It's probably a collection of the most effective scenes from dance movies! Maybe the moves in themselves aren't the hardest but... there is too much of them. We don't have that kind of energy."
"Andy's right. Neither of us are able to keep up with it." Adam added.
"And that is exactly why I am here." said Chase with a devious smile.
That is how the worst training in my life began.
Sorry, it's so short. I'm slowly loosing my touch. Anyway, review that would be nice.
I have a new computer and I started using different programs, so I am not completely sure I haven't fucked something up. If I did, please inform me.
