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getting too close to each other when they were alone. once they got to close, ne
ither one of them would
give in to the other, they just pushed each other away and stared out the window
. why exactly were they
getting married, she thought. they walked in opposite directions in hopes of fin
ding enough people to fulfill their list. "all
right, angie, how about that dance?" court asked. "i told you, court, i don t da
nce," angie reminded her date.
"everybody dances," court remarked. "you just shake your bootie," court joked. "
well, shake your bootie with somebody else. i don
t dance." court let out a deep sigh. "you are coming with me and we are going to
dance." he
took angie onto the dance floor. "thank god, she s gone," freedom grumbled. "hey
, what was with you tonight?" brady
asked. "the first impression she got of us was you wanted to deck her." freedom
eyed angie on the dance
floor. "there s something i don t like about her, that s all." "what?" j.t. aske
d. "i don t know,
yet. she s too defensive," freedom remarked. "oh, and you re not?" parker asked.
"the first words that come out
of your mouth are always defensive." dashelle put her hand up to parker. "just s
top right there, parker. we ve
had enough fights in this group of ours over the past few weeks. we don t need t
o start any
more." "then, i suggest you find someplace for me to go before i stick my foot i
n my mouth." "fine,
follow me." dashelle walked onto the dance floor and parker decided he would fol
low her. angie looked at court on
the dance floor. "court, i m serious i don t dance." "many have tried, many have
failed," angie remarked. court
started moving to the dance beat pounding from the floor. he put angie s hands a
round his neck and he
put his hands on her waist. "you just haven t had the right teacher," he whisphe
red. "whatever you do, don
t look down. look right here in my eyes." "this is so dirty dancing," angie rema
rked. "hey, it works. trust
me." j.t. and heidi came over to them on the dance floor. "well, here they are.
the most saltually frustrated
twosome i know," court joked. "court, would you stop it please," heidi pleaded.
" for the last time, we were just
having some fun." "then, why did you set my friend j.t. s face and other various
parts on fire?"