Madison From Abby's Ultimate Dance Competition Novels & Stories

Madison’s smile returned instantly as though nothing had happened. She rested a gentle hand on my shoulder. “Enjoy yourself tonight, Mia.”She looked around proudly.“You’re not Dexter’s assistant here. So stop acting so uptight around him.” “Okay, Madison,” I replied with a smile, but I still stood there. “Go mingle.”She gently pushed my shoulder. Then leaned closer. “There are a lot of fine men here,” she whispered beside my ear Who would die to have a dance with you?”She smiled mischievously.

That surprised her, she had certainly become more sensitive to that. Maddie laughed unintentionally again, his presence and strange statements always lightened the energy in her. ‘You'll get my present later,’ he suddenly whispered in her ear. ‘ She looked up at him in surprise, but he was already walking on. Raven hugged Rodolf as if he already knew him and Esmee also received a heartfelt hug. It was a pleasant get-together and Maddie was happy to get away from all the mystery and strange practices. She enjoyed the celebration. They ate, laughed, and even danced to the strange tunes that Raven could elicit from a lute. Thom and her father returned home when it was allready evening.

"Of course, Abby! Is this a question to be asked? Of course I will go to the ball and will dance the whole night as per the plans you claim I have made for my future. I have already found a dance partner too, but tell me one thing, have you found your partner yet?" After hearing my question, I noticed the change of expressions on Abby's face. She was furious when she spat out, "Of course I will find a partner, have you seen how I look? You must not be aware of how it is like to be the center of attention amongst so many people and be on the receiving end of so many offers, and how can I expect you to? I am not as desperate as you for a dance partner, so it's just that I haven't said yes to a

She just smiled at me, as if I hadn’t just grabbed her like that. “We have passion, you know?” Madison said. “Never mind, I have to find my dance partner,” I said as I looked around. It was her turn to grab me now. She wrapped her arms around my waist and laughed into my shirt. “What are you doing, Madison.” “You’re my dance partner. Where do you think you’re going? Do you want people to see you as incompetent as you are?” “They can see me as anything they fucking want to; I don’t care.”

I whispered to her. She chuckled. "You are cute as always,come on let's dance" She pulled me and we both went to the dance floor. "The celebrant Mr Bruno and his sister Abigail!!' The dj announced dance battle. "No!!" I said waving at the dj. "Go Bruno!!"the guests started shouting. "Come on let's do it birthday boy!,lossen up!!" Abigail said,forcing her muscles,she did a split ,the admirers cheered for her, distracted by the people's attention ,I took that opportunity to escape from her.

Danny yelled over as he danced with Alex. Jacob let out a deep sigh, then pulled Madison even closer. He started to sway with her in his arms. She felt stiff at first like she didn't know what to do, but she began to loosen up after about fifteen seconds. "This is the only time this will ever happen." He tried to sound like he was annoyed with the fact he had to dance with her because of Zach and Danny being there. But in all reality, he was just as excited as his wolf. "Won't your girlfriend, booty call, fuck buddy, or whatever you want to call her mind you're dancing with me?" Madison's eyes concentrated on someone behind Jacob's back.

I whispered to them, curious about the fourth unfamiliar face. "New dance instructor, started about two months ago when Madam Moore retired." Abby said. She had retired? "Such a loss for the dance community," I muttered in disappointment. The woman had been among the best instructors I had ever been trained by. She was in her late fifties when I left, but good God, she had been tough for her age. "Don't worry, new face is probably not that bad." Jason commented,nudging my shoulder with his. "I actually hear the guy is a maestro on the dance floor," Christopher affirmed.

Yes, pretty intense. Head started getting heavy, within the next few seconds when I realised Madison’s voice getting faintly silent. I forced opened my eyes, seeing her right beside me. With her head tilted in concern, I smiled at her and leaned to the counter a little, trying to give my body the support it might've need. “Are you okay?” Her voice, melting like a sugar syrup. I nodded as the pleasure of losing my consciousness took over. “We should dance, let’s go.” She grabbed my hand, dragging me to the very centre of the dance floor, before I could even figure out the situation. Was it the alcohol or me being purposely fragile to her? (I'd let her do anything to me.)

Now I was the mother. Ethan had joined too. We danced. The four of us. In the living room. Surrounded by Lego constructions. We danced and it felt ridiculous and perfect. "Now spin!" Alexander announced. He demonstrated. Arms out. Turning in a circle. Fast. That particular childhood spin that came from pure joy. "I don't think—" I started. But Madison had already started spinning. Her dress flaring out. Her face tilted up toward the ceiling. Ethan spun too. Slower. More controlled. But he was still spinning.