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“Right, follow my lead when I count,” I tell them and wait for the music to start.

“Okay, five, six, walk it out,” I say, and we do the dance move together. I see a few of them doing their own kind of attitude with the dance, and it makes me smile. Maisy and Izzy are attempting to do the dance, and it’s hard not chuckle at them. We spend the next hour going over different dance styles, and they all learn pretty quickly.

“We have fifteen minutes left, so why don’t we have a little fun?” I switch on the song, ‘Apple Bottom Jeans,’ and stand at the front of the class.

“Everyone knows this song, so if you can do the moves. Come and dance them,” I say.

Kelly comes to stand next to me, and I’m a little surprised when Maisy takes my left. We do the song, and nearly all the class is copying me. I hear clapping as I drop all the way down to the floor in the song. I switch the music off and I hear,“My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, and they’re like…”

My gaze shoots to the owner of the phone ringing, and I watch as he turns his phone off and looks at me.

“Nice ringtone, dude,” a boy shouts across the room, and everyone starts laughing.

“Thanks, my girlfriend likes it,” Elliot replies, not an ounce of embarrassment on his face.

I only just notice Sebastian is standing next to him when he says, “He likes to dance in his room to it; I don’t think I can ever get the images of his arse shaking out of my mind.”

Elliot whacks Sebastian on the back of the head as we all laugh. The twins look more like twins now that Elliot has cut his hair, they have the same nose and high cheek-bones. They just dress so differently, Seb always looks like he came straight out of a magazine, and Elliot is always in black and some kind of leather. I like the bad boy look Elliot gives, the type of boy your mother should warn you away from. The kids’ mums come, and I stay to talk to a few who want to know how their kids did. When all of them have left, Elliot comes over to me.

“Hey, angel,” he says, and he pulls me into a gentle kiss.

“I’m so close to winning, I can almost taste the sexual tension,” Sebastian says, and then I hear, “ouch,” come from him as I pull away from Elliot.

“Maisy, why does everyone hit me? First, it’s Elliot, and now Izzy. I’m feeling unloved,” he says, and everyone chuckles.

“It’s because you don’t know when not to speak, Sebastian,” Izzy says, and I hold in a chuckle.

“I do so,” Seb replies with his hands on his hips.

“You do not. Like when you asked if that woman was pregnant at the shops the other day,” Izzy says.

“To be fair, that’s a question no one should ask unless it’s really clear,” Maisy says.

“It’s like when you asked Blake if his mum was seeing anyone. You’re lucky you’re about to get married, or he would have punched you.”

“That was just a general question!” Sebastian says, getting frustrated.

“Anyway, what are your plans for the night?” Elliot asks, with a wide-eyed look in my direction at our friends, as he strokes my arms. It’s like he can’t help but touch me all the time, and I feel the same way. Elliot looks good in his leather jacket, a black shirt under his jacket, and tight jeans, and his short hair is slightly growing out already like it doesn’t want to stay short.

“Not much.” I grin at him.

“Let me take you somewhere; you’ll need to wear a dress,” he says in a hushed tone, only meant for me to hear.

But Seb says, “Yeah, back to his room. I doubt you’ll need a dress, though.”

“I’m going to kill him,” Elliot mutters as he walks over to Seb. Seb just laughs with his hands up.

“Total joke, chill out, dude,” he says and then moves Maisy right in front of him. His face has a big smirk on it as Elliot stops.

“Using a girl as a shield, low blow, brother.”

“Whatever, I like these clothes. I don’t want them ripped,” he says, and everyone laughs.

“I'll pick you up at seven,” Elliot says to me and gives me a little teasing kiss before he walks out. I watch his ass in the tight jeans the entire way; I’m a lucky girl, I think.

“Get home, I'll see you in a bit,” Izzy says and gives me a side hug. I wave goodbye to Seb and Maisy before I walk out.

“Wear something sexy. I want my cakes,” Seb shouts as I’m just walking out, and I can’t help but laugh.

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