Season 1 Abby's Ultimate Dance Competition の小説・ストーリー

Upon seeing his reaction, one would have easily sworn that I had amputated him or something. "Violent much?" He yelled in my direction. "Dramatic much?" I dryly retorted, with an equally loud yell of my own. "Will you two just cool it?" Abby said just before her date could conjure up a comeback. "Yes, ma'am." Jason smiled at her, and then extended his arm towards her. "May interest you in a dance, my lady?" "I thought you'd never ask," she smiled back and linked her arm on hers. "You look beautiful tonight," I thought I faintly heard him telling her, as they disappeared into the crowd.

She was here! Abigail Howard! I'd recognize her anywhere, those green eyes of hers, her smile, the sound of her laugh! I couldn't believe that she was right here in my house. The moment she entered the house and began dancing was when I saw her. I was in the kitchen watching her dance with her friends, or at least I hope one of them was. The Bieber wanna be guy that was dancing too close to her made me want to go over there and punch him in his smug face.

Luckily for Abby, I hacked her music library before we left and I have all of her songs programmed to play upon request in the house. I blinked once and ‘Take You Dancing’ by Jason Derulo began playing, I may have gone a little bit too literal with her request for something to dance to, but she smiled from ear to ear and began dancing in the kitchen, swaying her hips back and forth. After the song ended she leaned against the counter facing me and asked, “Can I make it play whatever I want?” “Whatever your heart desires,” I said and she gave me a mischievous grin and bit her lip.

What made it more erotic was the way she held her finger between her teeth before flashing Theodore a wink. He cursed under his breath as the room in his trousers got considerably smaller. At this, he knew for sure that he wasn’t watching the shy, quiet Abigail he took to brunch the other day. This was a different side of her. It was a side that both excited and scared him. She was doing so much to him while she still wore a dress, no matter how small. What will happen when she…. He lost his train of thought as the song slowed and all that remained was its continuous rhythm as Abigail stood to her full length again. This was her favourite part of the dance when she would have an intercession

They were moving their body to the beat of music. " let's go get a drink" suggested Laila. We went into the kitchen to get a drink. We decided to have Pepsi, we didn't plan on getting wasted. We only want to have fun. " I'm going to the dance floor, my favorite song is playing " yelled Laila. That remain Abby and I. Abby turn to look at me " do you wanna dance" I shake my head " OK then, I'm going . Before that, don't forget to patch things up with Ivan, don't loose him" with that she join the crowd at the dance floor

I knew that I would have a hard time keeping my reaction at bay once we were dancing, so I made it a bit of a competition. From what I can tell, the music is a samba and from the first step I can tell Cass is the perfect lead. Thankfully, I've had some dance training and I've spent a lot of the last three months clubbing with Tony and his friends, so I'm able to follow just fine. I love the feel of my dress as it twirls around me and I make a mental note to remind myself to thank Annabelle later for helping me pick this dress. I see girls eyeing Cass from the sidelines and so does he, so we continue from one dance to the next, not giving them a chance to step in.

Leon’s answer sounded very tight. “Great!” Abby clapped her hands. She then walked back to her dresses and started to try them on one by one until the last one. “Which one do you think suits me better?” “I think the third one is better.” Leon cleared his throat. He didn’t have any other thoughts about Abby; they were childhood friends, and what happened before was simply a mistake. “Right? I did think the same,” Abby agreed with his opinion, but then she frowned. The zipper of her last dress was stuck. “Can you help me unzip my dress?”

She had been working there for a few months now, and although she hated the job, it paid the bills. Avila slid down the pole one last time, picking up the cash that had been thrown at her feet. She gave a curt nod to the DJ, signaling the end of her routine, and made her way backstage. She changed out of her skimpy outfit and into her street clothes, trying to ignore the lecherous stares of the other dancers. As she sat there on that black stool in the changing room, all she could do was think about the one thing that stayed rent-free in her head. It was how she got to where she was at that point in her life.

Jane congratulated me and told me that the following day, a social media advertising campaign would begin—which meant a wave of potential clients was on its way. During the afternoon break, I couldn’t resist the urge and slipped into an empty studio. I played a Madonna song and let the music take over me. I was thrilled to be dancing in a professional studio—I felt like a real dancer. I didn’t notice that someone had been watching me. When I finished my dance, Jane applauded enthusiastically. I felt embarrassed, my cheeks flushed red. She told me I had nothing to be ashamed of—that I had real talent.

I finished the movie myself and when it was over I decided to lay down with her and take a nap it was only four so we had plenty of time to rest until dinner. I woke up around seven and Abby was not next to me anymore but I heard her moving downstairs. I got out of bed and went down to see what she was doing and when I found her I had no words. She was in my kitchen in her little shorts dancing up a storm while she was cleaning and when I say cleaning she was scrubbing everything. " Abby what are you doing I thought we were taking a nap" She jumped when I spoke to her " Babe don't scare me like that I was just cleaning I like to do that when I need to figure out something" Okay so what did s