During the remaining time, Ian kept stealing glances and smirking at me. Every time we connected eye site, I blushed and looked down to the floor.
I still can't believe I did that! I can't believe I acted like a slut! I keep whispering to myself that its never going to happen again. But why do I feel pangs in my chest.
I walked back to the group I had met earlier, and they all smiled at me. I smiled shyly back and started listening to their conversations.
"The dance team try outs are next week! I can't wait". Julie (the girl with pin strait black hair and a dancers body) squealed.
I perked up with this bit of information, I LOVE to dance. Weird huh? I'm really clumsy while walking, but I move graciously while dancing...
"What day are the try outs?" I asked her already planning out a dance routine in my head.
"Next Monday". She answered looking at me. " I'm the captain". She boasted proudly. I grinned a little, liking her bold nature.
"I might try out". I said my confidence boosting up a little.
"We'll then I hope your good, we need a good dancer".
"Your just stating the obvious" her friend next to her sneered. She looked me up and down and turned her head after giving me a disgusted look. "I'm going to go over there" she smirked looking off at a group of gorgeous guys. And walking away.
Julie looked over at me and smiled. "Don't listen to her, she's a little-".
"Bitchy" I finished grinning at her. She grinned back, and took hold of my hand. With a nod to herself. She smirked at me.
"Things are going to change a lot now that your here".
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