Allie

 

“I’m so freaking nervous, what if they don’t like what I have planned?” I ask Maisy and Izzy as we wait for our new class of kids to get here. I’ve spent most the weekend planning for today, my dad cancelled on me so I have to wait until Tuesday night to speak to him.

“They will love you, Alliecat. Your Saturday class thinks you’re amazing, this will be no different.” Maisy tells me and I nod at her. I stretch in my yoga shorts and vest top. Izzy and Maisy are wearing similar things   The first couple of people come in with their children. I wave and go to introduce myself as the foster children come in with their carer. We chat for a bit before she leaves.

“Everyone come over,” I wave a hand over to where I’m standing with Izzy and Maisy. The kids all bundle together in a group in front of me.

“So let’s start with introducing ourselves. I’m Allie; this is Izzy and this Maisy.” I say and there’s mumbled hellos around the room.

“Right everyone move into your own space.” I wait until they are sorted before I carry on speaking.

“I thought we could start by having some fun. Dancing is meant to be fun and get you moving. My favourite dance to warm me up is called the ‘walk it out’ dance. Has anyone heard of it or can you do it?” I ask them and a girl about ten puts her hand up.

“What’s your name?” I ask.

“It's Kelly.” She says.

“Would you come up next to me, Kelly, and we can do it together,” I ask her and she nods moving to my side.

“Right the idea is that you kind of step forward like you’re lunging and then taking your legs inward and outward,” I say ask slowly show them what I mean.

“Outwards and twist,” I repeat showing them.

“The next step is to get your arms to move. The dance is meant to give attitude so why don’t we give some as we move?”

“Everyone give it a try for me?” I ask and nod to Kelly who does the dance with me. I watch her and I’m surprised how good she is. I watch around the room, seeing that a lot of them are getting the hang of it.

“Maisy, would you put some music on,” I ask her and she nods.

“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 on 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 and 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 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 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 kid’s mums come and I stay to talk to a few who wanted 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 an ouch noise 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 not,” Seb replies with his hands on his hips.

“You do. 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 your 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 and tight jeans, a black shirt under his top 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.