I'm An Albatraoz Just Dance Novels & Stories

I say, giggling like an idiot. The music playing at the dance hall changes to Despacito by Luis Fonsi, Daddy Yankee and Justin Bieber. “This is my song!” I take hold of Ken’s hand and drag him with me towards the crowd of people dancing in the hall. I stumble a few steps, but I balance myself and not fall face-first to the floor. “I like this version of you, Jaclyn. Where has it been all this while?” “In a bottle of whiskey.” He places his hands on my waist and together we sway to the music playing, adrenaline coursing through my veins as I throw caution to the wind. I’ve been a terrible dancer from the get-go, but I do my best to not disgrace myself on the dance floor.

When the song changed to Quit Playing Games With My Heart, Abigail squealed. “This is my favorite song.” She explained excitedly. “Really? I couldn’t tell.” He said, smirking. “I’m Azria by the way.” “I like your name. I have never heard anything like that before. I’m Abigail.” Azria twirled her around the gym for the next 3 songs. They were sweaty and out of breath by the end of the 3rd song.

And as soon as she said this one of my favorite Russian songs Сеньорита by Jarico Remix, featuring Marcus came on. I literally jumped in jubilation like a five-year-old who was given candy, causing the people around us to look at me. "Can you please stop this? It's embarrassing." Alanna whispered, covering her face. But I pay no heed to her and then I pulled her with me to the dance floor. I started dancing slowly to the rhythm of the music. The best thing I love about the song was the rhythm. She pulled me closer to her and whispered, "Can you please stop this? We're married with a child."

Which I found humorous enough to laugh at, despite being recently reminded of the one person that sat right at the top of my hit list at that moment. "Dance is great, so is the new instructor." I stated with a smile, refusing to go much into detail. To avoid saying something that I shouldn't. "That's very shallow," Abby suspiciously noted. "Alrighty then, let me try again." I said, with a chuckle. "Dance has become horrible. Or rather, how far behind I am is what's horrible. But I'm slowly catching up," I sighed. "That's much better," she muttered.

"What's going on?" "This time, the judge for 'Just Dance' are Taylor Grace, who frequently appear in domestic singing variety shows. Taylor is a sharp-tongued judge, and although she has the skills, her attitude is just awful. "When the deputy director made a suggestion, she threw a tantrum right there, slammed the table, said she wouldn't record anymore. When other directors went to persuade her, she got even more agitated. She hit several directors, which made the chief director angry. Then all hell broke loose."

He stared at me and walked straight towards me. Dakota got infront of me and growled. He stopped but kept starting at me. I heard bones crack and there stood the most power Alpha in the world. Alpha Alcander. He smirked in his naked glory and growled. "Mate."

He was sure in the dim light she couldn’t see him from such a distance and yet he felt her eyes burning him. Her voice carried through a mic, “DJ Sabah, give me a beat.” On cue, a remix of Janet Jackson’s Nasty began playing and Rin watched with laser focus as she snapped the whip over the heads of the cheering crowd before doing a no-handed cartwheel to land near the front of the stage. In seconds two women spun down from the ceiling in silk scarves so fast his heart lurched in his throat as he wondered if they were going to plunge to their death but they landed with ease on their high heeled shoes to join her.

Abulita and mami were definitely impressed, then I reminded them who the club owner is and Abulita snickered “He always wanted to stay on my good side, that one!” I open with “Unholy” yeah I have done it plenty of times, but this time it is just me and the choreography is different, especially with my wings, I don’t trigger the lights on them until the second song, “Adore You” by Miley Cyrus…it’s slow and sensual and I had chosen it thinking of Aldo, even when we weren’t together. After my third song, “Senorita” by Shawn Mendez and Camilla Cabello, I grab the microphone. ”I just wanted to say that this next song is for mi mami, because I know she loves it and she’s here tonight with us.” I s

Zain extended his hand towards Alia, inviting her to dance amidst the lively celebration. Meanwhile, Misty gracefully twirled on the dance floor with Hazel's dad and Ruben and Carol was lost in their own joyful moment. Dimitry leaned in, whispering into Hazel's ear, "He's getting pretty worked up over there."

Theo asks excitedly. “Watch closely,” I nod towards the screen with a playful smirk, and they all lean in with anticipation. “Whoa, Babe, that's you!” Theo bursts out, and a surge of pride wells up inside me as I step into the spotlight on screen. The music transitions seamlessly from Daddy Yankee’s high-energy ‘Gasolina’ to a smooth, sensual vibe as my dance partner, Conor, steps in to support my upper body, tilting me back while I roll my hips to the rhythm. A move I'd come up with myself.