So apparently Zico had brought me to dance class. And apparently he didn't know that I wasn't interested in dancing at all. It didn't matter to him anyways. The teacher had came to us and told us all about what kind of dance we were going to do and that we had to shut off our cellphones. I mean, I didn't have a problem with that I just needed to stay in touch with Jay just incase he got off work.

Zico looked at me funny, because the teacher had swiped my phone out of my hand.

"Miss, we need to start now, we have a really busy schedule today."

I sighed and we both stood together. The music began to start and the teacher and her partner guided us through the dance. There was a bit of toe stepping but each one I earned a giggle from Zico.

"I didn't know you were this bad Mia." He laughed a bit louder, and I stepped harder on his foot but no response. "Steeltoe shoes~"

Ugh. "Why this anyways? We could've just went and got some coffee."

"This seemed better. At the time. But I think that we just needed to get closer again." He pulled me in, we were chest to chest now. In my mind I knew he wasn't serious, just trying to get under my skin. Just like old times. Well, different from old times.

~

We eventually got something to eat afterwards. Who knew the tango was alot more difficult than it looked?

Burger King was along the way to my house and it brought me back to when we were kids. We would always get money f