Romans & histoires Zack Abby's Ultimate Dance Competition

Hazel nodded aimlessly as if she was in deep thought. Zac furrowed his brows and asked, "Can he compete with me?" "Well, he was the champion of our university's street dance competition, so you know, he's a dance king," Hazel affirmed in a mocking tone. Still dancing and swaying, she turned her back on Zac. 'Where's he getting this much confidence? How narcissistic!' she sniffed at him. A hint of disgust was written on his face. 'Champion at your university? I was the top dancer back in Harvard—a champion in the US!' "From now on, I'll be your only partner." He asserted in an intimidating tone as if trying to express his ownership over Hazel.

And I enjoyed it, the privacy meant that no one could intrude into our little world. A spark of excitement lit up Gabby's eyes at that moment. "You know what? We will win this competition! We could take our dance to a whole new level, explore different styles, and do whatever is possible so that we win that competition. We have the skill, the chemistry, and our choreography is almost perfect! Let’s give it our all, shall we?” I grinned, feeling a surge of determination. "Absolutely! This competition isn't just about showcasing our talent; it's about grabbing hold of the opportunities that come with it. We've got to give it our all."

It was sad, but I was glad the discrimination was over. "Let's dance," Zayn said to us. His arm snaked firmly around Amy's waist when we went to the dance floor, and the strobe lights changed color to dark blue. The room heated up from the dancers, and the bass thumped across my chest. "Oops, sorry," I apologized after bumping into the fifteenth person, and Zayn laughed at my clumsiness. I was indeed a terrible dancer. "My feet hurt," I yelled above the noise and left Zayn on the dance floor. The DJ’s amplified voice echoed through the room, and people stopped dancing for a bit.

The realization made me internally groan. Stop thinking about Adam. "Two tequila shots, please." I ordered. "Thanks, mister!" Abby said with her sweetest smile as he handed over our shots. "Luckily for you, beautiful women get their first shot on the house." The bartender winked at Abby, which made her burst into giggles. Next, Abby and I made our way to the dance floor. "Go, Nadia!" She cheered as I danced away. "Whoop, whoop!"

My opponent lunged at me, but I managed to flip him over my back and out of the circle. "And finalist number 10 with an impressive flip! Finalist number four is out of the circle!" The announcer exclaimed, his enthusiasm electrifying the crowd. Abby’s scream cut through the noise as her opponent broke her arm, lifting her to throw her out of the circle. Without thinking, I delivered a kidney shot, making him drop Abby. We were both exhausted, our bodies battered and bleeding. My thigh wound had soaked through the bandage, but there was no time to think about the pain.

That is, until the slow dance started, and everything shifted. I glanced toward the middle of the dance floor and saw Caleb and Abby dancing together. Him in his wrinkled dress shirt, her in that yellow dress that seemed to glow under the soft lights. They moved slowly, almost tentatively, but there was something natural there, a connection I couldn’t deny.

Zack got me the moment I heard him play my favorite song - I swear this time I mean it. Should I ask for song covers? I want to set his cover as my ringtone. "He can't dance. He failed Modern Dance during seventh grade." I recalled the scene. He was okay with failing, but I taught him how to dance the waltz and performed with him. "Yeah, right, But, c'mon, he did learn. Sometimes I think he just pretends not to know everything because he'd be too perfect." I agreed with Gab. There's no point in denying the truth. I've been looking forward each day to whatever he was up to that would amaze me. He never failed.

A guy came to me as I was walking towards the front yard and I turned to him while he added, “Actually my friend here is throwing a party for his birthday and we want a really hot dancer to show some moves… So will you be available tonight?” I looked at him in shock while his friends began to laugh and wink at me. “I am available now… To kick your ass…” Zayn’s voice came from the side while I turned to look at him glaring at that guy and my eyes widened in shock…

"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

He strokes my back and smile. "Are you sure?" "Baby, I'm fine, stop worrying, plus it's time for our first dance. The DJ announces it, and Zayne reluctantly follows me to the floor. The rest of the night goes by pretty quickly. Zayne and I dance our first dance to ‘all of me’ by John Legend. It was romantic and sweet dancing under the light as husband and wife. Then I performed “Dance for you” by Beyoncé. A sexy chair dance in a dress and thigh-high stockings, which made Zayne happy. He was smiling through the entire thing; when I was done, he picks me to kiss me long and deep. I change back into my dress, then dance with Jaden to Mama. A cute little mother and son dance; he falls asleep dur