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The room cleared out as people went to the sides to watch the events.
I looked at pitchy as she looked at me.
" You sure about this?" Pitchy voice asked me.
I rolled my eyes and nodded at her.
"Postive."
We made our way to the cleared out area in the centre of the party.
The people at the side were looking at us if we were on the tv. Some of them even had there camera phones out and were ready to film.
Pitchy voice spoke.
"Since, I know ,that I'm going to win, I'll go first to show you how it's done."
I rolled my eyes at her and raised my eyebrows.
She sure is gonna be surprised....oh well.
"Be my guest."
They played for her that new brittney spears song.
"Shame on me, need release."
She started of some dance moves that would cause my mom to cover anyone eye's under 16. She then added a high kick with one leg then did herky 2 times in a row,because of the lenght of her "dress" it gave a view of something that really should have been covered.
Dress? It's a damn shitrt. On second thought its just a cloth.
After watching her "routine", well to be honest it was just slutty dance with some gymnastic moves.
She finshed her routine off with a split and then flipped her hair at me.
Really? A hair flip? Really?
I chuckled.
"What's so funny?
"Nothing."
She glared at me.
If looks could kill.... I'd be seven feet under the ground right now.
"Your turn."
I made my way to the end of the cleared out room and took a deep breath.
Please dont let me hit somebody
or fall
or hurt myself
or rip my dress
or land in the 6 layer cake.
Please not the the cake.
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