Season 1 Abby's Ultimate Dance Competition นิยาย & เรื่องราว

, Jason's eyes darkened as he leaned back and started at Wendy who's busy with her design. Time was tickling as the timer reached 30 minutes. The designer stopped and waited for Abby to enter the stage. Abby walked onto the stage as she stood in the middle. "I'm excited and so are the audience and judges.", Abby spoke as she smiled. "Let us go with Mr.Hier first.", Abby spoke as the Hier design showed up on the big LED screen. "This piece is 'Elegance".", He spoke. "This is a stunner. Alright Ms. Jennifer I'm afraid I will be tough for you now.", Abby teased.

“Don’t. I’m not crying over that football turd again. He…he needs to just leave me alone.” “Come on.” Lyle pulled slightly on my arm, but I jerked away. “No, I’m going to look for a dick for my face. You two go home.” The room continued spinning, but I didn’t care. I saw my dancing partner and made my way to him. “Wanna dance?” I asked. This was the new me. Rebecca Cavanaugh, the winner. “I got a better idea. Let’s get out of here.” “I wanna dance first,” I pouted.

“How come your not wearing pajamas like you normally do,” Abby asked towards the end of our party when I challenged her once more. She was right, of course, since everyone else was wearing theirs. The younger ones had cute onesies, the middle ones sported their favorite cartoons, while the older ones tried to show as much skin as possible. “I’m afraid I forgot to pack any this time,” I answered after defeating her once more. Tracy came up to me next, winking at Abby. Tracy was my biggest threat as she was the best dancer in the Middle School Dance Club.

I whispered in his ears as our bodies finally merged, our chests rubbing as I took the lead of the dance. Gliding him through the space, trailing his fingers over my exposed skin and wrapping our bodies closely together with every twist and turn until suddenly, a loud clap filled the air. “Daddy can dance too!” Aby said excitedly and Hudson immediately stepped away from me like I was hot coal. His eyes frantically searching around to make sure no other person saw us before he rushed out with Aby. Leaving my smiling proudly as I watched him go.

Tilting back his head he frowned, “Meaning?” “Meaning this expensive property giving me as a present. By the way … good move, chief!” she chuckled. He was quiet for a minute and then kissed her forehead. Something was bothering him, Abi realized. “Did I say something wrong?” she could feel the tension between them but he shook his head and held her tighter. After their first dance Abi had a dance with Pa, then it was Richard. She was enjoying herself to the fullest. She could see Hunter dancing with Carol then Geena, later when she went aside to catch a breath he had started his dance with Molly.

She kept looking, even though it took a long time. “I have to find my white dress as soon as possible. After I found it, I would take a shower. Hopefully we are not too late, because it is not makes a good impression with Uncle G and his family.” Abby muttered under her breath while checking the clothes that were there one by one. Her facial expression looked restless because she did not want anything bad to happen to her, especially regarding her favourite white dress. ***

It was exactly that. I saw nothing else but him as if the background became blurry and I didn't care whether I was dancing the right way or what but seeing his eyes and so close to me. my heart danced to the wonderful rhythm of the jazz band. The huge and gold chandelier highlight Angelo's dashing eyes. It made me smile. But after a while, the dance ended and as I stared back at our table seeing Abby and Kevin there. They were both hurt. Abby looks away and went to the bathroom, Kevin followed her. I took a step back and said, "Abby's not looking anymore."

“I have a job I love. I’m fine. Don’t worry about me. Just focus on being happy.” I knew better than to push him. “Okay, Abi. If that’s what you want…” As our dance ended, the beat suddenly shifted to a lively halay rhythm. I had no clue how to do the traditional dance, but Dean and Eva wouldn’t take no for an answer. I found myself being dragged into the line, tugged this way and that. The gown wasn’t helping—I felt like I was about to trip any second. Thankfully, Adrian came to my rescue. He took my hand and helped me lift my skirt just enough.

"We can have them get us a bottle of champagne while the workers model us some outfits, I'm already tired standing." They chuckled like teenagers again. "Maybe that is why Alexander gets new Barbies, because you don't have that energy anymore." Abigail joked but got a cold stare from Lucy in return. "We don't want to talk about cheating husband's now, do we.? Aby?" She asked. Abigail nodded and made a zipping sign with her mouth. " I won't mention it again." She said. I felt stupid being in their midst and following them into the office but still didn't know how the hell to excuse myself and walk out of the shop.