#btmdanceathon

“Aww. This is fun,” Gigi smile as the three of them made their way onto the dance floor. “It is going to be fun, right? Because I swear to god, I didn’t get this cute to not get to be twirled around like a god damn princess.”

“Hi, this seat taken?” Michaela asked during the break, pointing to the seat beside him. “Sorry, my feet are starting to kill. I’m Michaela by the way. I don’t think we’ve met?”

If there was one thing that never ceased to make her smile it was getting to dance with her best friend. The two of them had already gotten themselves disqualified intentionally so that Hale had a better chance of winning, but it didn’t stop them from still having fun from the side lines as the clock counted down to midnight. “Think we’ve made everyone else sufficiently jealous yet?” She teased, as she let herself be dipped.

“Ready for another round?” Hale grinned as they called the end of another break. The night was half way over and he had still barely broke a sweat. One of the perks of spending years out at clubs or parties until the day turned till dawn. “If you make sure I don’t bump into someone, I say we go even bigger this time? As many flips as we can? You in?”

“Why do I suddenly have the urge to bust out footloose?” Hale joke as he swapped partners with the man so that he was now dancing with Dom.

“Look at us. Only took what? Two months, but we’re finally dancing together. It’s not outside during a huge fiesta de barrio, but I’m gonna still count it,” Isa teased, thinking back to the first conversation they ever had as she swayed her his to the beat.

“You not in the holiday spirit either?” Lily asked, quirking up an eyebrow as she joined the other on the benches, glancing over at the crowd of people still twirling about on the dance floor.