Bad era 1987
"5, 6, 7, 8 and 1, 2, 3, 4. Hit it, and kick!" your chest is heaving as you smile at your group. "That was great guys!" Amber, the owner of the dance studio, says with a smile. "Lets run it again!" you shout before playing the track again. Your body moves effortlessly to the music as you dance. You had dreams of being a dancer because you loved it so much. You were always disappointed when the music stopped. Suddenly, someone starts clapping, you look up in surprise to see Michael Jackson standing there. "That was amazing!" he beams as you smile, being complimented by Michael was huge thing since he was such a perfectionist. "How would you all like to be in my next music video for Smooth Criminal?" your jaw drops as your group began to shout and dance with excitement. "Of course we would!" you say as begin to jump with your friends.
