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Thank you so, so, so much for the reviews. They inspired me quite a lot so here's the update. I hope you'll have fun with it. 3
Later on the evening, Eric and Serena were in the kitchen to cook. Chuck needed time on his own, so Blair decided to watch a bit TV. A daily soap was on air on one of the few English channels. Blair pretended to watch but her thoughts were elsewhere.
When Nate had run away, a deafening silence rose. After a while, something strange happened. Her mother rose to speak and of course, said that all the other parents were wrong to allow this incident. Blair wouldn't be allowed to stay. 'Over my dead body' Eleanor told them. But it was her father that cut her off. 'Blair, I know exactly how it feels to live just to fulfill the expectations of other persons. I'm sorry, I wasn't there. I see that Charles will take care of you, so stay with your friends – on two conditions: First, you'll call your mother and me frequently, and the second one goes to both of you, no pregnancy before graduate College. Understood?' Harold asked with a stern voice. Blair and Chuck nodded and Lily and Bart even laughed about it. It was one of the best moments Blair ever had with her parents.
Suddenly Nate walked in the living room and let himself drop on the couch at the opposite. She had heard him come in and greeting the cooks.
"You okay?" Blair asked merely. She knew he wasn't.
"Of course, why should I not?" he asked sarcastically and she chuckled a bit.
"Is it really so bad to be related by blood to Chuck?" Blair asked teasingly.
"You know, B, I'll ask your kids that someday in the future." He replied with a smirk.
"See, the smirking you have already." Blair retorted with a small glare.
"By the way: you're still here. What took it to get rid of Eleanor? I know that the truth wasn't enough."
"Harold talked some sense into her. However, Chuck wouldn't let them."
"Would let them what?"
"Take me away from him. He promised." Blair said stubbornly like a five year old. Nate chuckled in return.
"Nothing to laugh about." A third voice told them. Chuck had entered the room and walked over to Blair. He bended down to kiss her before he looked at Nate. "Nathaniel, are we okay?"
Nate eyed him before he nodded. "Yeah, man. That's not our mess, right? And we were like brothers anyway. I'm sorry for what I said about your relationship to your father."
"So am I." Chuck said as he offered him his hand. Nate took and shook it. Blair smiled. She was proud of them for sort things out like adults.
"Dinner's ready!" Eric called them at the table. Blair and Nate rose and followed Chuck in the kitchen. They sat down at the table and looked at the meal Eric and Serena managed to cook. Salad and pasta. No high cuisine but food and eatable.
"Good job." Blair complimented it and Serena smiled proudly.
"So, tomorrow morning we're going to go to that dance studio. I found a map of the city in my mother's old cupboard and it's about one and a half mile to go. Thirty minutes should be plenty to arrive in time." Chuck explained.
"Why do we all have to go? He just wanted you and Blair for lessons." Eric asked confused.
"Well, if it's so interesting here, you can sit here all by yourself and wait for us to get back, Little E." Blair teased him.
"I'm the only sane person here. Stop calling me that." Eric said with a pout. Serena, Nate and Chuck chuckled about that but Blair decided to play along.
"And how does that feel? To be sane?" Blair mocked.
"Painful with you guys around." Eric returned with a wide-smile.
"Oh please, you love it." Chuck mentioned.
"True." Eric admitted with a shrug.
"You guys, I remembered something. We can turn our cells on again. Now that things are sorted out with the old people we can have a look at our phones. I wonder if Gossip Girl already knows about us MIA." Serena said.
"Well, I don't care about that." Eric said.
"Yeah, me neither." Chuck added.
"I also don't want to know." Nate admitted.
But Blair gave Serena a devilish grin and nodded slightly. "After dinner then."
One hour later Chuck laid on his bed, just wearing boxers and starring at the ceiling. He heard the girls giggling on the stairs.
"Blair, aren't you done with updating yourself in all gossip issues by now?" Chuck called annoyed, just like ten minutes ago.
"Patience, love." Serena mocked him. That was what Blair answered him the last two times.
"van der Woodsen, if you want me to kick your ass, just ask for it." Chuck returned.
"Chuck, stop threatening my girlfriend!" Nate called from their bedroom. The doors of the bedrooms were open since the girls were on the stairs with Eric, reading the news gossip girl posts since they disappeared.
Suddenly the three started uncontrollably laughing. Chuck decided that he wanted to know what they laughed about. He rose and walked in the hallway.
"What's so funny, honey." He teased Blair.
She looked at him with a smirk before she started reading. "Hello UE siders, here's the latest guess what happened to our favorite gossip themes. Someone send me a tip that Chuck Bass kidnapped our beauties to found a harem in Dubai. Therefore he hired N and E as his bodyguards."
When she finished reading, Eric could laugh anymore but gasping for air, just like Serena. And even Nate started laughing in the bedroom.
"They really think I'd bang my sister?" he asked in disbelief.
"We don't share DNA Chuck!" Serena defended herself stern.
"Well, that's true. Nate, you're up for sharing?" Chuck teased.
"Never." Nate said as he appeared in the hallway. "What about you?"
"Don't even think about touching my girl." Chuck said dangerously.
"So the possessive thing is a family problem." Eric mentioned and all chuckled about it.
The next morning.
"SERENA!" Blair yelled.
"B, what happened?" Serena said as she ran towards their bedroom.
"What do I wear for this dance lessons?" Blair asked clueless. Serena frowned.
"B, you know I love you but if you ever, ever yell like this again because of a fashion emergency, I swear, I'll hurt you!" Serena threatened.
"Oh, come on. Help me." Serena was still in her bathrobe, just like Blair. It was already 9.15 and Chuck told her, he'd carry her out at exactly 9.30.
"Well, you don't seem to have any leggings, hot pants or tank tops, so I'll borrow you something, damsel in distress." Serena joked.
"Hot pants? Me? How cheap is that, Daisy Duke?" Blair mocked in return.
"Well, you can try to dance in your Gucci dress. I bet that would be a scene for the ages." Serena said innocently while starring at her fingernails.
"Okay, okay, let's just get something."
Ten minutes later, Serena and Blair made their way downstairs. Serena dressed in a white top and black hot pants with white canvas shoes. Blair wore the same white canvas shoes, a dark green tank top and a white hot pants, all clothes Serena had to borrow her, since Blair would never ever buy such things on her own.
Nate greeted his girlfriend with a kiss on the cheek. Eric nodded at them. The boys were already waiting in the hallway. Just Chuck was still no where seen.
"Chuck! It's time to go!" Blair shouted.
"I'm coming." He answered from the basement. His face was emotionless until he saw Blair. His face first lit up and then fell completely.
"Waldorf, you look ravishing but there's no way you're going out in that outfit." Chuck wanted to start another fight about Blair's dressing.
"No, no, no. You two can have this convo some other time. Now it's time to go!" Eric commanded.
They listened to him and started walking outside.
"Waldorf, why don't you get that I don't like other guys starring at you." Chuck whined.
"Oh, Chuck, stop whining. All the girls are dressed here like this. Just take a look around." Blair replied as she pointed at Serena.
"Well, those are all not the girlfriend of Chuck Bass." Chuck said pouting.
"Not that anyone would like to be that. No offence, B." Serena mocked.
"Not everyone can be!" Blair retorted.
"That's true." Chuck said as he pulled Blair closer and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Ola?" Serena said as they walked it the empty dance studio.
Whereby the word "dance studio" didn't really fit. It was a huge room, polished wood floor, one wall was made of windows. Those old-modern windows with little white frames in it. On the walls opposite of the windows and the door were large mirrors. From the floor to the ceiling. On the wall with the door were a huge amount of pictures with dancing couples on it.
"Helloooo?" Chuck tried his luck.
"You're early." A women snapped that appeared behind them in the door. She was between forty and fifty, Chuck guessed and wore a red Salsa dress. She was as tall as Serena in her heels, but with her tanned skin and her long black hairs couldn't be more different than Serena.
"Well, José wrote eleven on the paper sheet. And it's 11:02." Chuck returned.
"Ah, uptight Americans." The woman commented Chuck statement and shook her head. "However we'll need to wait for Pedro."
Everyone eyed her curious. "It's the other dance teacher. My name is Maria, by the way." She said with her strong accent.
"I'm Chuck, this is Blair, Eric, Serena and Nate." Chuck introduced his friends. They decided that now, where their parents already knew, they didn't need the code names.
Maria nodded and smiled. "And you want all to learn how to dance? Or better you need too, eh? I know that Jose offered two of you, he said the tiny brunette and her even more brunette lover, a job as show dancer." She started to walk through the room to an old CD player in a edge on a small table. "But you," she pointed at Nate, Serena and Eric "all are most certainly not brunette."
"Well, we thought we could try it as well." Serena tried to excuse them.
Maria watched them as a reflection in the mirror. She turned on some Spanish music. (Guantanamera). The rhythm was really fast. "Then, let's try it."
She walked over to them. She turned Blair around so that she faced Chuck. Then she put Blair right hand to Chuck shoulder and put her left in his right. Automatically Chuck grabbed Blair's waist with his left hand.
"That you already know, huh?" Maria mocked. Serena and Nate already positioned themselves in the same pose. Maria nodded approving as she pulled Eric towards her. Eric's eyes widened.
"What's the matter, boy? If you don't hide your girl somewhere, you need to dance with me." Maria explained impatient.
"So, we start with Salsa. You look what I show you and try to do it as well. Understood?" she gave them a glare. Everyone nodded and Eric gulped.
"And one, two, three, four – and one, two, three, four..." Maria commanded as she pushed Eric first one step back, than back in the middle and then pulled him one step forward. After a while of practice she eyed Blair and Chuck carefully who didn't look at their feet like Nate and Serena did.
"You two!" she pointed at them and Blair and Chuck looked at her confused. "You've done this before, don't you?"
"Well, yes. We took classes together." Blair admitted.
"When did you and Chuck took dance classes?" Nate asked in disbelief.
Blair gulped but it wasn't a bad confession so. "When Serena went to boarding school and you stopped spending time with me, I got upset. So my mom booked dance classes for me as a rebound and as a good preparation for the cotillion. And you had football training in that time anyway, Nate. So I took Chuck with me there." Blair hissed in a defensive tone.
"How did you manage to do that without Gossip Girl's attention?" Eric asked curious.
"I pay the dance teachers for give us lessons at the Palace." Chuck admitted.
"The Palace as the Palace hotel?" Maria's eyes widened. This shut all of them up. The older woman took this as a confession. "So you're rich kids on the run?"
"No, our parents know we're here. They okay with it. But we don't want their money, we'll want to earn our own. Hope that's not a problem?" It was more a statement as a question caused by Chuck's stern enuniciating.
"Not at all. To speak frankly, that makes my job easier. What else can you dance?" Maria asked.
"Salsa, Tango, Jive, Waltz." Chuck enumerated.
"Good, that's something Pedro can work with." Maria said.
"Sure about that?" a new voice said. They turned around to see an man standing in the door frame. He was in the same age as Maria. He had the same tanned skin and the same dark hair as she but incredible blue eyes.
"Si. Pedro, this is Blair, Chuck, Serena, Nate and Eric." Pedro nodded as greeting. "Now take them out and I'll try my luck with the amateurs. " Maria commanded.
"Going where?" Blair asked concerned.
The man laughed. "Don't worry, American girl. We'll go in the bar for the training. You need to get used to dance in the place you're going to do as a job. But first, you need other shoes. Maria, where's Isa?" Pedro asked.
"She's home." Maria replied before she turned her back to Pedro, Chuck and Blair and continued to train with Eric, Nate and Serena.
Pedro left the room and gave Chuck and Blair a sign to follow.
"So, you're married or something?" Blair asked curious.
"Something like that, yeah." Pedro answered annoyed.
"And who's Isa?" Blair interrogated further.
"Our daughter. She's as tall and thin as you. Should have something to wear for you that should fit." Pedro explained impatiently.
Chuck knew that the club or bar as they called it was two streets away from the studio. He had studied the city map last night while the girls read the GG blasts. That's why he got suspicious when Pedro walked in a byroad on the left. He stopped in front of a small house that was double-sided built-on. It was small but it seemed to have two floors though. Pedro got in and the other both stopped in front of it. Well-behaved as they were, they waited until they got asked to come in.
"What are you waiting for?" Pedro yelled from the hallway. Blair took a look at Chuck who nodded. They followed Pedro inside and upstairs. The house looked very much like their housing in Tijuana but much cleaner and with much more furniture.
"Isa, esta acá?" Pedro called and a girl's voice answered from a room above. A minute later a gorgeous, black haired girl appeared in a door frame. The room in the background shimmered in pink and yellow. Chuck smiled at her and she returned his smile. This caught Blair attention and she elbowed him. He smirked at Blair and turned his glance back to the girl.
"Isa, this is Blair. You need to borrow her some shoes. And maybe a dress for today. I'll make sure later she'll get her own ones." Pedro said and Isa nodded but gave Blair a death glare. Blair knew how she hated it herself to borrow other people clothes. But now, that they were in Cuba she knew it meant much more. It wasn't like New York here where you just went to 5th or Park to buy new clothes. Everything was rare in Cuba.
"Maybe I can even buy today new ones?!" Blair asked sweetly. Pedro shrugged but unfortunately Blair's plan to be nice totally backfired. Isa took it as an offence. The next moment her eyes connected with Isa's she knew it. Chuck noticed it as well but at the moment there was nothing he could do about it.
"So, let's see if I've something that's too big for me and maybe, maybe fits you." Isa said as she eyed Blair from head to toe before she turned to Chuck and smiled. "oh, my name is Isabella by the way."
"I'm Chuck Bass." Chuck replied with a smirk "and this is Blair Waldorf." Blair nodded.
Twenty minutes later, Blair had some silver heels and two dresses who pretty much looked like swimsuits with skirts. One was purple and made of some shiny material and the skirt made of silk. 'cheap. Maybe polyester' Blair thought but after the faux-pas before she didn't want to comment it. The other one was a dark green, same cut, same material for both.
"After the rehearsal we'll go to our sartorial. He'll made you dresses." Pedro said to Blair. "Now to you. Do you happen to have some black suit pants and button shirts?" he asked Chuck and Chuck nodded with a smirk.
"Plenty for that reason and even a pair of leather shoes." Chuck returned.
"Good, at least no worry about you." Pedro commented it drily.
"Papa, can I come with you?" Isabella asked as they went downstairs.
"Sure." Pedro shrugged.
Chuck wondered how someone so disinterested could be a dance teacher. From all what he heard and saw in movies, a dance teacher needed passion. Of course he couldn't say anything about that because then he would have to admit that he had watched chick flicks and that he would deny until his last dying breath.
Blair wondered why on earth this girl didn't stop to make sweet eyes at Chuck. She was beyond jealous but couldn't admit that of course because then Chuck would tease her with it and it would drive her nuts. So she waited for the right moment to ask Chuck, no, to tell Chuck how to react of the girl's obvious offer. He was HER boyfriend after all, damned!
Meanwhile in the dance studio.
"Okay, okay, okay, stop it big foot before you break her leg or ankle or something." Maria told Nate.
Nate was never a really good dancer. Even the standard dance of the cotillion just worked because he took plus lessons. But right now Serena tried to make a brave face, though had broke her nearly all toes, she was sure about that but she couldn't tell him.
"Let's try this. Eric dance with Serena and I'll try my luck with Mr. gross-motor-skills over there." Maria sighed. This was going to be a hard way to make them good dancers. The good thing was, if they weren't able to learn it, José would have at least some good looking new waiters and her daughter didn't need to do that anymore.
At the bar.
"Okay, now put the other shoes on while your man and I make room for your rehearsal." Pedro said to Blair while Chuck started to put chairs at to the edges and made room in the middle of the bar.
Blair changed the shoes and watched as Isabella helped Chuck to move tables. The jealousy pulsed through her veins but now was the time to show the girl to who Chuck belonged.
"Okay, now. Chuck and Blair, I'll turn on the music and you show me what you can." Pedro commanded.
Chuck took Blair's hand and smiled at her. She didn't returned it and Chuck frowned.
Oh come and dance with me, my baby
Let's dance, till we, go crazy
The night is young and so are we
Let's make love and dance the night away
Chuck started with some Salsa moves and Blair followed easily. They were both good dancers and had a good feeling for the rhythm. But Chuck felt that Blair didn't relaxed like she normally did.
"What's wrong?" he whispered.
"Nothing." She spat as she held his hand above her head for a spin. He decided to wait for the questioning and for now just to dance.
What I really wanna do
Is just dance with you
And feel your body touch
Show ya how to do it right
I can show you every move
I know just what to do
Each step will feel so fine
One dance and you'll be mine
With every step, with every spin and every move and cycle of their hips, both of them got more and more self-secure. After the first initial shock, Blair felt confident to dance in the heels. She particular walked in high heels since the start of middle school. But dancing was a totally different chapter. But with Chuck as a partner she wouldn't have to worry about her health as she had done with Nate. Nate might be strong and muscular but was not very good at dancing to describe it nicely-
So baby when we hit the floor
You'll be asking for more
Let's make love and dance the night away
Chuck hold Blair's waist and she let herself drop back and made a cycle with her shoulders. Her beautiful hair made the move perfect. They looked good together and they would get a lot of attention. Pedro nodded happily while his daughter made a face.
Oh put your hand in mine
Promise I'll take my time
We'll dance from head to toe
I can dance fast or slow
Baby look into my eyes
Let the music hypnotize
Let our bodies synchronize
One dance and you'll be mine
Chuck grinned as he held Blair's hand while she spun around herself and around him. Just the move they both liked so much in the dirty dancing performance. Of course, Chuck would never admit that one. When they finished and Chuck lifted Blair on his hip, she stretched out her legs like in a split and Chuck turned around himself, Pedro stopped the music.
"This will work." He said with a wide smile.
Chuck and Blair smiled in return and nodded. They knew, together they would get a lot of attention.
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The lyrics of the song were from Debelah Morgan's - Dance with me.