Happy Friday the 13th!
When Blanca and Diablo are done with their meal, he gives Arlenis a large tip. The older woman turns on a boom box.
He extends his hand. "¿Bailas conmigo, my lady?"
Dance with me?
She nods happily and grabs it. "¡Sí!"
They start swaying together to Michael Buble's remastered version of "Moondance", swinging their hips from side to side. He spins and dips her and she cackles out loud.
Well, it's a marvelous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
'Neath the cover of October skies
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
To the sound of the breezes that blow
You know I'm trying to please to the calling
Of your heartstrings that play soft and low
You know the night's magic seems to whisper and hush
You know the soft moonlight seems to shine in your blush...
"You havin' fun so far?"
"Mm-hm."
"I'm glad, honey. I'm so happy."
"Me too," she breathes.
Diablo pulls her close to his chest and strokes her hair. "One more makeout session?" he asks.
Blanca grins. "Sí, you're not that bad," she tells him playfully. She ducks her head and he wraps his arms around her waist. He bends down and kisses her passionately. It's like their lips are on fire with all the heat emanating from them. They touch lips over and over, for about three minutes solid. It feels so good. "Aaah, ¡me encanta esta canción!" she exclaims when they come up for air.
I love this song!
Can I just have one more moondance with you, my love?
Can I just make some more romance with a-you, my love?
"I do too, mi querida...the version by Van Morrison played in my dreams about you in our younger years! Let's just call this recreating one of 'em."
Well, I wanna make love to you tonight
I can't wait till the morning has come
You know, I know now the time is just right
And straight into my arms you will run
And when you come, my heart will be waiting
To make sure that you're never alone
There and then all my dreams will come true, dear
There and then I will make you my own
And every time I touch you, you just tremble inside
And I know how much you want me, that you can't hide...
"Nice, you really know how to make me swoon, Señor Romántico!" Blanca remarks and laughs gently. "¡Sabes que me encanta bailando contigo!"
You know I love dancing with you!
"¡A mi también!" She and Diablo share a giddy smile while locking eyes with one another. The lyrics repeat as they resume waltzing around the room, and then the song finishes. He ends their dance with a flourish. As he guides her low to the ground, her hair brushes against the floor, her breathing hard and fast. With her eyes most likely sparkling, she squeals.
"Te tengo, reina," he assures her, his voice husky with emotion.
I got you, queen.
"Smooth moves!" she says, fanning herself.
"Only for you!"
Diablo helps Blanca to her feet and lifts her hand to his mouth, kissing her knuckles. After making sure they didn't forget anything, they leave, with him carrying Blanca bridal style over the threshold and then into the truck.
"¡Dios mío, lo siento que mi hermana también te esté amenazando!" Elena narrows her eyes at the text from Ceci on Sergio's phone. It reads Yo, I got a black belt in karate, so if you mess with my sister I'll fuck your ass up. "They both treat me like a baby..."
I'm sorry my sister is threatening you too!
"You're kinda lucky, though...not everyone's familia is quite as loving."
Elena nods. "Lo sé...I just wish that sometimes, I didn't need to text Mami or Ceci back for hours. Of course, I gotta check in every thirty minutes so they ain't too concerned..."
"Pero your ma's goin' to a movie! How would she be able to check her phone if something did happen?" Daya wonders aloud.
"That's what my sister's for...I gotta let her know to pick me up in case of an emergency, but I really doubt there'll be a problem."
"Yeah, you're good with us!" Sergio assures her, and she smiles at him.
Heart shaped cookies are set out on a table as the Sadie Hawkins Dance begins. Looking around, Elena can see kids already moving to the beat under a glittering disco ball and neon lights. Some are in pairs, such as Cat and Jason, Daisy and Darius, Alana and Willy, Stephanie and Richie, Taystee and Trance, Pidge and Little Frank, Ouija and Clarence, and Janae is apparently trying things with Three-D. Sirena is still with Alonso while Baxter Bayley has taken his date from Daya's birthday party, Jessica. Yadriel and his new Maria groove together and Elena notices Maria storm out with Miguel. She thinks Maria got back with that jerk to make Yadriel jealous, but it hadn't worked.
"Look at those bitches surrounding Luschek like weirdos jacked up on Oxy." Claire gestures toward the chaperone standing awkwardly between Zirconia, Badison, Adeola, and Tali, who are circling him as he oversees the party.
"Ugh, yeah," Paolo grumbles, shaking his head.
"Daya!" Adeola calls out. "Why don't you join us? He'll give us Molly...if we're good little girls!"
"Shh!" Luschek puts his finger to his lips, looking pathetically panicked. Elena has to stifle her laughter behind her palm at how stupid they all appear. "Mr. Healy and Mr. Young are gonna come back any minute now..."
"No, gross! That ain't for me," Daya responds. She leads Adarsh out onto the floor and then Claire and Paolo join the throng of students. They, along with Elena, Sergio, and everyone else, start doing the Macarena.
Chewing on her thumbnail, Daya looks Adarsh up and down. "Yo, let's go somewhere private."
"I got just the place!"
"Sex on a desk in a dark office?"
"Nah...we could get caught! Don't you wanna just line dance?" he asks as country music begins to play.
Daya shakes her head no and winks at him, but still takes his hands. "I'd rather fuck. Look, last year, John grabbed my breasts when I was pregnant and said they were bigger, we laughed, and he slapped my butt...I thought he was the sweetest man, but you're even better, ya know? I want a good sexual experience with you!" She pulls out a piece of paper with a cartoon of them sitting on a couch with a dog and a baby in a crib next to them. Daya is holding a piece of paper in the drawing and an open box of half-eaten pizza is on the table. "This should be our future!"
"I know! It kind of already is, minus the dog."
Daya giggles, but then her expression turns grim. "Yeah...yo, I got a Valentine's Day card from Mendez, which I thought was from John...two kids were kissing on the front of the card...that disgusting freak Pornstache wrote, 'those kids are us Happy Valentine's Day soon, You Know Who'...and he misspelled it...who spells it with an M? I grabbed it from John, who totally victim-blamed me and thought I cheated on him, by the way, and ripped up the card."
"So stupid! Good thing you did."
"Yep!" They dance for a bit and then Daya leans up on her tiptoes. "You got a condom?"
"I always carry one with me, but you sure?"
She nods excitedly.
"Ramón and I gave each other a bath," Karla discloses to Gloria softly as they walk in the middle of their men, leading the group into the theater. The pairs are all hand-in-hand.
"TMI!" Gloria smirks. "Elena y yo had to hear it, but thankfully, you both shut up, or at least kept things PG once I announced our arrival."
"Ooops, ¡lo siento!" Karla's face grows red with mortification as she cringes. "Hope we didn't traumatize her..."
"Nah, she knows couples sometimes take showers together, she reads steamy novelas...she might poke fun at y'all about it later!"
"We tried to finish before we thought you'd be back," Ramón says sheepishly.
"Seriously, it's fine!" Gloria assures him.
"Maybe you two should do better at keeping track of the time!" Fahri teases them, and all of their friends laugh in unison.
"Or listen for the door, and then shut up," Alison chimes in.
"For real!" Hassan agrees.
"I really hope you weren't having sex in there or whatever," Lida mutters.
"What's wrong with that, babe?" Vasily asks. "We do it!"
Yuri scowls. "Ugh, gross, dude!"
"Get it, Lida!" Theresa high-fives the younger woman.
"Didn't need to know that," Sonya puts in.
"No! We didn't even moan loudly," Karla insists, and Ramón nods in affirmation.
"It's true! She just sat in my lap...making love in the tub or standing up is way too uncomfortable. Trust me, we've tried everything there is, to find out what we both like."
"Sí," Gloria murmurs. "Yo, let's get off this topic, though...we know they're innocent!"
"Oh, gracias for saying that," Karla whispers. She glances between Gloria and Fahri. "Are you gonna move in together yet, or...?" she asks, raising her voice slightly.
"He was kind enough to offer, but I declined...I'm not in danger or nothin', so I wouldn't need to."
"Looking for a cheap apartment in New York for five people is so hard," Fahri points out. "You sure? I got a big-ass suburban home that's about a million dollars!"
"Mira, my kids are cool with you and all, pero we're not at risk for being homeless like the Floreses were. I wouldn't do anything my kids would disagree with...I wanna wait until I fully reconnect with my daughters and all my children are really comfortable with you, 'cause I know for sure that you won't hurt us!"
"Okay, I understand!"
Once they file into their seats, Gloria sits the bucket of popcorn in her lap and her soda in the cup holder. She's in the center of Fahri and Karla, and on the other side of her new, and hopefully forever, man, is Ilya. The two guys can really relate to each other; they were roommates in the hospital, following their comas after being shot by monsters who they trusted. Gloria isn't sure when Ilya got out of his, but Fahri woke up a few months later after Aydin tried to murder him under Kubra's command.
"I used to not think much of this holiday," she admits. "I mean, it was shitty...every motherfucker I've had before you, made me want to be single. Gracias for being sure I would have the best Valentine's Day ever!"
"You're welcome, sweetheart." Fahri gently holds her face, tilting it to look at him. He runs his thumb over her bottom lip and she quivers in pleasure. Even if she doesn't want to expose herself to him fully just yet because of all of her scars, she enjoys his touch. "Is this okay with you?"
Gloria pats his shirt-covered chest, straightening his slightly wrinkled black tie. "Of course, always, I trust you with my whole heart...pero gracias for asking."
He leans in and kisses her. Closing her eyes momentarily, she gasps contentedly and he pauses, then gives her one more.
Gloria beams and returns it, staring at his gorgeous features for a moment. "Oh, querido...how did I never see your true hotness until I got fully grown? You're so good to me...and completely handsome, it's amazing! Ay, mi corazón..."
Oh, my heart...
"My exquisite beauty, I didn't realize my true feelings for you either, until Thanksgiving, when I saw you for the first time after so many years," he confesses, and she swoons at knowing that he'd been crushing on her since then. As teenagers, they were dumb, liking the wrong people a little too much, and they had no idea that their future selves would ever be together romantically. The only thing Gloria doesn't regret from her younger years, is her four kids. She feels bad that he did like her a bit, but she never returned his affections, until now. "May I caress your hair?" he asks her cautiously.
"Mm-hm," she responds, but even though they've been close friends since high school, she still flinches when his hand gets near her head. "Sorry, involuntary reaction, 'cause I'm so used to pendejos pulling my curls...por favor, be gentle."
"Okay, I promise I won't harm you in any way...do you still want me to stroke your tresses?"
"Yes...please."
So he does, and it feels fantastic. His hand is so smooth and careful as it runs through her locks. "Is this all right?"
"Mm-hm, it's cool," she tells him, grinning as she rests her head on his shoulder.
"That animal's never gonna hurt my girl again! No one will, not on my watch."
"Lo sé." She keeps gazing at him with a dreamy smile, realizing something. "Anyone ever tell you that you resemble Freddie Mercury, especially with the light skin and the mustache?"
"I've gotten that one before," he says just before pressing his lips to the top of her head. "Quite a compliment! Thank you!"
"You're welcome! You think my red nail polish goes good with this outfit?"
"Gloria Lupita Mendoza, you look elegant," Fahri assures her.
"Even with my swollen ankles, my hair smelling like Canola oil in the kitchen, and when I have calluses?"
"Yes, my dear!"
Her heart flips and then explodes with warmth. "Oh, gracias..."
"De nada."
Next to them, Karla can't help but overhear. They remind her a lot of Blanca and Diablo. Ramón's finger rests on top of Karla's pinky. She looks up into his eyes. He kisses her, leans in for another one, Karla pulls away teasingly, then she goes in for more. Her husband uses her black scarf to pull her towards him and their mouths mold together passionately. She places a hand on his shoulder. "Twenty years later, and we still got it!"
"Sí, we sure do, baby! Para siempre, mi Karlita." He rubs his thumb up and down her cheek and nuzzles his nose against hers.
Forever, my Karlita
"True love never dies," she murmurs, quoting one of the first sentiments he'd ever told her. She grabs his face and they French kiss this time in the now darkened theater, their tongues tracing over each other's teeth and lips, as if they're trying to memorize them. "¡Tenemos suerte de tenernos el uno a la otra!"
We are lucky to have each other!
"Sí..."
"I'm so happy I don't have to hold my own hair back when I throw up from pregnancy...I got you to do that for me!"
"¡Haré cualquier cosa por tí!"
I'll do anything for you!
"Aw, gracias, you're sweet as pie!"
Ramón grins and rubs his hand along the top of her thigh. "It's just taking care of the woman I love."
Karla sighs blissfully. "Mm-hm..."
"¿Estás segura de que quieres continuar esto?" Ramón checks, glancing from her eyes to her lips, then searches her face with his adoring gaze. "Lo siento...I can't stop staring at you..."
Are you sure you wanna continue this?
"Yo lo empecé, ¿verdad?" Karla throws a wink at him. "I don't mind at all. Kiss me so hard you take my breath away."
I started it, right?
Ramón lifts her onto her kitchen table and they separate, but only for a second. Karla and Ramón quickly resume making out. She lies back on the surface and clutches onto him as he slides his hands under her head. They're glued together. It's so intimate, so perfect, that after they part, neither of them can open their eyes for a few moments. "God, I'm in love with you, Ramón," she tells him for the first time through a laugh. They've been going out for a year now, and she feels she needs to say something. "You're everything I could've wanted and more."
"I'm falling for you, too, Karla, my darling sweetie pie. ¡Te amo mucho!" He carries her to the sofa and they cuddle on it.
She smiles giddly at her nickname. "Could you say that again?"
"Were you not listening?" His mouth quirks up even more into a wider smile.
"No, I was, I just like hearing your voice."
"I love you," he repeats in English, and then gives her a chaste, delicate kiss.
"Oh, guapo...I hope this is real for eternity."
"Me, too! I can't believe how beautiful you look tonight...you must've spent hours getting ready for this date. Then again, siempre te ves hermosa! El segundo en que te inclinaste hacia mi..." His eyes glazed over with warmth, Ramón caresses her cheek affectionately and she giggles in total bliss while twirling a clump of her permed hair around her finger. "My heart rate went up a thousand notches. I'd dreamed of you doing that a million times over, but I wanted to wait until you were ready. Me encanta verte sonreír."
You always look beautiful! The second you leaned toward me...I love seeing you smile.
"Gracias for making me smile!"
"¡De nada!"
Then, Ramón helps Karla into her red puffy jacket. When the couples begin holding hands over the seat rests, Daddy's Little Girls starts.
"There's a light and it never goes out...there's a light and it never goes out..." Flaca sings along to the end of "There is a Light that Never Goes Out". Maritza swivels her hips, gyrating against Flaca. "I love the Smiths!" she gushes, her arms around Maritza. "This is also what love is...being with you, bailando una de mis canciones favoritas."
dancing to one of my favorite songs.
"Yo, but it's so depressing," Maritza tells her.
Flaca shrugs. "Whatevs! We got the warm lighting and pizza, too, which you love as well!"
"True dat!"
A color-changing glow ball and red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and pink lava lamps decorate the space for the all-female group date. Everyone is now slow dancing to "Breathe" by Faith Hill. Debbie, Nita, Alex, and Michelle are together near the four teen girls, guarding the place a bit.
I can feel the magic floating in the air
Being with you gets me that way
I watch the sunlight dance across your face and I've
Never been this swept away
All my thoughts just seem to settle on the breeze
When I'm lying wrapped up in your arms
The whole world just fades away
The only thing I hear
Is the beating of your heart...
Each couple sways, holding on tight to one another. Being closely engulfed in Flaca's embrace for this long is shooting giddy sparks down to Maritza's center and it just feels right. It's like no one else is in the room. They're gazing into each other's eyes with so much desire and longing, and Maritza's belly fills with butterflies. Flaca twirls her, cups her cheeks, and then leans down to place a ginger kiss to her mouth. Smiling, Maritza sighs dreamily as she accepts it, nibbling on her girlfriend's bottom lip until Flaca lets out a soft, sensual moan and does it back to her. Hands joined, they spin some more, their skirts of their cute dresses fanning out around them like the mist on a midsummer's dawn.
"I want a much better sweet sixteen than the one I had...Dean threw me a grand one, but I didn't have that much fun since I didn't know most of the people there," Maritza says.
"Lo siento, mi amor," Flaca tells her gently, holding her close. "Ya sabes Elena y yo are throwin' a joint quinces between our birthdays...July twenty-sixth! Her real one's the fifteenth while mine is the eighth of August. Yours is the twenty-first, right?"
Maritza nods.
Flaca gasps excitedly and cups her face. "We could celebrate your special day too, then!"
"Gracias, pero...I don't wanna butt in on y'all's cumpleaños...besides, I'm gonna be seventeen, not fifteen."
"Babe, por favor...let me do this for you, okay? We can also do whatever you want, just the two of us, on the twenty-first."
"You don't have to..."
"Pero yo quiero...porque te amo mucho. You deserve to have a blast!"
A light feeling spreads through Maritza and she explodes into bubbly laughter. "You're the best, querida."
"You are too, my one and only!" Flaca caresses Maritza's sleek hair and their lips touch a few times. It's just been a week and a half of them being together romantically, but Maritza is already in love with Flaca and has fantasies of them tying the knot in the future. It probably also helps that they've been best friends for four months, starting in October. "Tuve un sueño con nosotras anoche," she murmurs, sharing a secretive smile with her. "I got hooch from this bearded Greek chick and I shared it with you...my cup was beige while yours was brown. We drank together while laughing...you said you loved it and you looked real good, like you do now."
I had a dream about us last night.
"Aww..." Maritza giggles. "That just tells ya we gotta go drinking at the Indigo Club..."
"Sí, but I haven't told you the weirdest part! We were in prison-"
"Why?"
"No idea, but like, we were drunk and alone in the backroom of a dark, empty kitchen, sitting on the counter and you had a paper penis on your forehead while I held a heart cookie with Ian's name on it. I threw the galleta into a trash bin and called my ex an asshole, which he is! You asked me if you needed to get fake breasts and I said yes..."
"Hey!" Maritza shoves her playfully. "You seriously think that, deep inside?"
Flaca chuckles. "Nah, yours are perfect, mi amor."
"You do have nice, big hands to hold them with," Maritza informs her flirtatiously.
Flaca winks at her and laughs again. "Lo sé. Anyway, in the dream, you were sayin' that our boobs and butts were the best they'd ever been, and that bothered you, 'cause we were spending our hot years in Litchfield Penitentiary, and of course, I agreed...such a waste of time to be locked up when we're beautiful like we are. You were hella sad, tellin' me exactly what I was thinkin'...like, there ain't no hands on your ass, you ain't gettin' kissed, so I offered to press my lips against yours. When I did, you wanted another peck. So, we stared into each other's eyes, I peeled the penis off your head and leaned in for a passionate kiss. We grabbed onto each other and then we burst out laughing! Our dream selves just weren't into it. Then, I leaned my head on your shoulder and cried over that bastard Ian, and you kissed my head, like the sweet girl you are. When I woke up, I felt so bad...and I'm relieved none of that ever happened, except for the very last moment, where you comforted me."
"Oh, wow!" Maritza scoffs. "That's crazy."
"I know, right?!"
"Well, if you need me, I'm always here."
"I'm no longer heartbroken over Ian...I got you."
Maritza beams. "That's correct, querida."
'Cause I can feel you breathe, it's washing over me
And suddenly, I'm melting into you
There's nothing left to prove
Baby, all we need is just to be
Caught up in the touch, slow and steady rush
Baby, isn't that the way that love's supposed to be?
I can feel you breathe
Just breathe
In a way, I know my heart is waking up
As all the walls come tumbling down
I'm closer than I've ever felt before
And I know, and you know
There's no need for words right now...
The song goes on as the doors open. They're surprised to see Ceci and Katie holding hands and coming in shyly. "What is this place?" Ceci asks, gazing around.
Katie smiles softly at her. "A place for us bisexual girls and lesbians to just be ourselves. Come on, honey."
"Whoa..." Ceci appears to be truly amazed. Tears glisten in her eyes.
Katie takes Ceci further across the room and they exchange waves with everyone.
"Damn, you're adorable together!" Maritza comments. "¡Felicidades!"
"Sí, so precious!" Flaca agrees, and the others echo her sentiments.
"Gracias," Ceci murmurs, smiling emotionally.
"Yeah, thanks," Katie says with a grin.
As the minutes tick by, Elena still has no idea what to say to Sergio and tries to rack her brain for something decent. She does a little jig next to him as he pours them both punch and offers a cup to her. "You looked thirsty."
"Gracias," she murmurs, taking it from him and sipping. She uses a napkin to pat around her mouth without ruining her lipstick. "They really need to turn on hip-hop music!"
"Oh, sí...this shit ain't my thang! Uh...what's your favorite color, by the way?"
"Yellow," Elena answers. "It's just so bright, like sunshine! ¿Qué tal el tuyo?
How about yours?
"I'd say...black and red!"
"Those are pretty cool!" She giggles awkwardly. "They go well together."
"Hell yeah! So I'm glad that nasty weather completely missed us and we were able to have some fun!"
"Mm-hm. It's pretty cold, still...a nice break from the super hot summers here, just as bad as Puerto Rico's! Yo soy de allí, sabes."
I'm from there, you know.
"¡Y mi patria es República Dominicana! It's always verano there. Now I can kinda sense why my mom wanted to move Alonso y yo to the States. She hates year-round hot weather."
And my homeland is the Dominican Republic!
"Mm-hm. So does mi abuela...and Puerto Rico ain't rich or nothin'. Mami was right...there's better opportunities for trabajos and cheaper apartments here. I'm glad she got herself settled...she invited us to live with her later than expected, but at least Abuela secured a job as a gym teacher when Ceci started here."
"Damn, you were in seventh grade?"
"Just got out of sixth. All my elementary school amigas thought they were too cool for me back there anyway. It was the perfect time to start anew. Ceci had to adjust, but I was okay."
"That's good. Still, it must've been a big change for you. Lo ha sido para mi..."
It was for me.
"Oh...lo siento. ¿Cuántos años tenías?"
How old were you?
"Thirteen. I had to leave behind my old friends in middle school, dudes I'd known since kindergarten. Besides my mom being tired of the constant heatwaves, there were so many gangs she wanted to protect us from. She got a tourist visa, we visited here for six months, and then applied for green cards."
Elena nods in understanding. "I'm sorry to hear that."
He shrugs. "It's no big deal now...I keep in touch with 'em via MySpace and Xanga."
"Nice!"
"Yeah..."
Badison saunters over to them, wearing a snide look on her face. "Boy, I am so glad your old-ass mother ain't here to flirt with my favorite teacher Mr. Luschek!" Behind her are Zirconia and Charlene, also sneering.
"Oh, no, she didn't!" Taystee yells.
"'Cause Mami's got a man, unlike you, who's the Walmart version of Jenette McCurdy!" Elena snaps back at her with a hard glare. "Get the fuck off your high horse and lay down in the god damn pile of shit where you belong!"
"Yo, good one!" Sergio compliments her. She smirks proudly. "Saw her in the SVU episode, 'Contagious'."
Taystee guffaws. "Badison's more like Fuckette McTurdy, though!"
"Shit, she got torched!" Janae puts in.
The students around them cackle loudly. "You need cold water for that burn?" Cat asks.
"You watch yourselves!" Charlene growls, raising her fists.
"Eh, just ignore those putas," Zirconia mutters, pushing them back.
"Badison, Sadison, Fatison, Radison, Fartison!" Janae, Claire, Daisy, Pidge, and Ouija chant. The boys chuckle while Elena, Cat, and Taystee high-five.
Then, "Me & U" by Cassie begins to play.
You've been waiting so long
I'm here to answer your call
I know that I shouldn't have
Had you waiting at all
I've been so busy
But I've been thinking 'bout
What I wanna do wit you
I know them other guys
They've been talking 'bout
The way I do what I do
They heard I was good
They wanna see if it's true
They know you're the one
I wanna give it to
I can see you want me too
Now it's Me & U...
"Oh yeah, this is my jam!" Elena hollers excitedly. Now's the time to show off her hip-hop moves she'd learned from Diane, and the beat of one of her favorite songs is really boosting her confidence. She gestures to herself, fans her face, does a double spin, a few step-touches while snapping her fingers to the melody, a moonwalk, and the cabbage patch, then swirls her hair around a couple of times.
"Go, Elena!" Daya cheers.
"Yas, queen!" Cat adds.
It's Me & U now
I've been waiting
(Waitin')
Think I'm gonna make that move now
Baby Tell me if you like it
(Tell me if you like it)
It's Me & U now
I've been waitin'
Think I'm gonna make that move now
Baby tell me how you like it...
She keeps going. Everyone's cheering her on and they spread out so she can have the floor to herself. She dances the Batusi along with them, sailing the peace sign in front of her eyes. By this time, the druggies have stalked off.
I was waitin' for you
To tell me you were ready
I know what to do
If only you would let me
As long as you're cool with it
I'll treat ya right
Here is where you wanna be
I know them other guys
They've been talkin' 'bout
The way I do what I do
They heard I was good
They wanna see if it's true
They know you're the one
I wanna give it to
I can see you want me too
And now it's Me & U...
Her crush seems extremely impressed. "Yo, can I join ya?" he asks, striding up behind her. She finishes a twirl and then leaps in the air, landing in second position.
"Hell yeah!" She giggles, overwhelmed with the attention he's bestowing upon her. He starts imitating her moves and then they're dancing together. Trying to keep her rapid inhaling and exhaling under control, Elena locks eyes with Sergio as she shakes her hips, pumping her fist in the air rhythmically.
It's Me & U now
(Baby it's)
(Me & U)
Think I'm gonna make that move now
(I'm thinkin' 'bout making that move)
Baby tell me if you like it
(Tell me if you like it)
It's Me & U now
(Uh huh, hey!)
I've been waitin'
Think I'm gonna make that move now
(Gonna make a move)
Baby tell me how you like it
Baby I'll love you all the way down
Get you right where you like it
I promise you'll like it
(I swear)
Just relax and let me
Make that move
(It's our secret babe)
We'll keep it between Me
It's Me & U now
(Oh yeah, yeah)
I've been waitin'
Think I'm gonna make that move now
(Move now)
Baby tell me if you like it
(Tell me if you like it)
It's Me & U now
I've been waitin'
Think I'm gonna make that move now
(Gonna make a move now)
Baby tell me how you like it...
Elena stops to catch her breath, sweating and panting heavily. Laughing softly, she places her hands on his shoulders and he puts his hands on her waist. Turning around in Sergio's arms, she gyrates against him a few times, trying to incite a boner, and then looks at him again. Blushing, she lets him lead her through the rest of the song.
It's Me & U now
(Me & U)
I've been waitin'
(It's just Me & U)
Think I'm gonna make that move now
(It's just us two)
Baby tell me if you like it
(It's just me and you now)
It's Me & U now
(I've been waitin')
I've been waitin'
Think I'm gonna make that move now
(Gonna make a move now)
Baby tell me how you like it...
When they're done, they're staring at each other intensely, gasping for air. For a few moments, it's like they're the only two in the room. "¡Una de las mejores canciones de todos los tiempos! ¡El otro es 'Soldier' de Destiny's Child!" She doesn't mention that it reminds her of herself and Sergio. "Y la música de Selena."
One of the best songs of all time! The other one is 'Soldier' by Destiny's Child! and Selena's music.
"Oh, sí! ¡También me encantan las canciones de Three-Six Mafia y Los Temerarios!"
I also love songs by Three-Six Mafia and Los Temerarios!
"Cool!"
Pretty soon, they're doing a salsa routine that she's learned from Gloria's class as the Spanish version of "Bailamos" by Enrique Iglesias plays. It ends with him lifting her in the air and she shrieks gleefully, grabbing onto his shirt as he holds the pose. His muscles pulse underneath the fabric. He then brings her down, cradling her gently until her boots touch the floor.
"Damn, you swept the girl off her feet, literally!" Alonso comments.
"Shut up!" Sergio rolls his eyes at his brother's teasing. Yadriel cracks up.
"Sorry, I had to!"
Elena just giggles, the euphoria washing over her.
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