Dancing My Way into Love

<P>Well here's yet another part of Dancing My Way into Love. Please, give me more feedback. :D ENJOY~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</P>

<P>Dancing My Way into Love</P>

<P>Chapter 3</P>

<P>Joleine's POV</P>

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<P>I was in a mall, which is strange, considering that I've never been inside of one. Anyways, I was at the food court, I'm pretty sure, and I was eating something that looked like a taco and a cheeseburger mixed. It was delicous, and I just couldn't stop eating it. I was sitting at table, on a red booth to be exact. There was somebody with me, but I couldn't make him out. All I remember is that we were laughing a lot. Then suddenly, as if out of nowhere, everything was black. Confused, I tried to call out his name, but nothing came out. I tried chasing his voice, but the darkness blinded me and I could not see anything, I ran into to things, and It hurt. Finally, I found him. I said, "Are you OK?" because I had ran into him and knocked him down.</P>

<P>That's all I remember, I realise, sitting up in my bed after my wicked dream. I yawned and stretched, and then I look at the clock on my bedside table. It read 7:23. I sigh and get up and I walk out of my room and into my hallway. I saunter over to the third door on the left, the bathroom. I basically threw the door open and instantly saw myself in the mirror hanging over the sink. My brown hair was tangled and my hazel eys looked more like poopy green toilet water. </P>

<P>I groaned and lifted the toilet seat slowely, making sure not to wake Willow or Matilda. I pulled down my sweat pants and I felt instently relieved when the liquid left my bladder. I then got up, but didn't flush, and turned on the shower to a scorching hot. I grinned and then slipped the rest of my clothes to the ground. </P>

<P>Now in the shower, I washed my body and hair. We couldn't afford conditioner, but I was OK with that. When I was done, I hopped out and wrapped a towel around my warm, wet body. I dripped all the way to my bedroom and picked out my favourite outfit that Sherry, my bestfriend, bought me. It was a pair of black shorts and a blue tank top and a graphic Tee over that. I'm not sure, it's just that this outfit is just so special to me. </P>

<P>I put on my favourite dehoterant and body lotion. Then I put on my bra and undewear, and I also put on my clothes and shoes. When I was done, the clock said 8:11. Wow. Time flies, huh?</P>

<P>I looked in my mirror and quickly applied some eyeliner and then I ran into Tilda's room to wake her up. </P>

<P>"Matilda. Wake up." I shook her lifeless body repeatedly until she woke up. </P>

<P>"Ugh, what?" She asked, yawning and stretching. I smiled at her and she sat up, realising that I had to leave in about half an hour. "Babygirl, I'm going to miss you so much. I'm not feeling well, but would you please wake up Willow and have him walk you to the bus stop?" </P>

<P>I looked at her worn out quilt and nodded, "Yea, I love you Aunt Tilda." </P>

<P>She smiled and closed her eyes. "I love you too."</P>

<P>I kissed her cheek and walked out. I walked a little ways to Willow's room and knocked lightly. When I didn't hear a reply, I walked in and found him on his bed, his hair askew. I giggled slightly at my older brother and stepped over all the trash on his messy floor board. It stunk badly but I wasn't just about to judge my own brother so I suck it up and woke him up. "Willy. Wake up dude!" I jumped on his bed until he sat up in alarm.</P>

<P>"What the hell?!?" He basically screamed so I hushed him.</P>

<P>"Shh, it's just me. Get up, Tilda wants you to walk me to the bus stop." He looked sleepy, like he didn't know what I was saying, but he nodded. I rolled my eyes and said, "Dude, seriously, get up. We have to leave by 9:00 If I'm going to make the plane. Let's go."</P>

<P>He stood up and stretched. "Ok, let me just get a shirt on." I nodded in areement and went to my bedroom to wait.</P>

<P>He finally got done and we each picked up a suitcase and started off the road.</P>

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<P>When I got on the plane, which was first class by the way, I hurridly got to a window seat and stared out the window at an awesome veiw of LA. I smiled and sighed, laying my head down so I could nap butI got interrupted by a voice. "Uh, that's <I>my</I> seat, Babe, so skat." I looked up to the annoyed vioce.</P>

<P>What I saw was a boy, around my age, with brown hair that looked really soft. His eyes were a golden brown, it was really pretty, and he looked really hot, and the way he was standing was so cocky, like he owned the place. His sexy--Err, ugly-- lips were in a smirk and he looked at me with hatred. "Uh, says <I>who</I>?" I replied smoothly crossing my ankles.</P>

<P>"Me." He said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I rolled my eyes.</P>

<P>"Obviously. Sit somewhere else." I looked at him and blinked as he groaned in frusteration. </P>

<P>His smirk grew and he leaned closer to me so our lips were only about four inches apart, and wipsered huskily, "Listen, you're really pretty so I really don't want to make things hard for you. So just get up, Beautiful." He leaned back and winked.</P>

<P>I crossed my arms to hold myself from slapping him. "Excuse me, but my name isn't beautiful. Now, if you will..." I said, gesturing to a seat across from me next to a nerdy looking kid.</P>

<P>His face twisted up in discust. "Hell no." He sat next to me and I sighed, which only made him chuckle. "So what's your name, Babe?" He raised his eyebrows.</P>

<P>I scoffed and turned around. "As if <I>you</I> care." We were just taking off and I loved the feeling of it. </P>

<P>This mystery boy then said, "No, I don't." He laughed and I rolled my eyes, as if I cared. "But, since I know <I>you</I> care, my name is Drew."</P>

<P>This made me scoff yet again. "Not really." </P>

<P>He seems surprised, and didn't reply. I smirk in satisfaction, because I know I've won.</P>

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