STREET DANCES - Part 67 THE END

now i'm curious.

Monikute wrote:I know the truth.... her mom....don't want to say..that...in Spain... mhm..you will see..
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Monika

Prisca wrote:

i think i have an idea

What idea have you got?

that maybe she has family in spain

Well....... You will see

of course i will see


post another one... please

Part 4


I waked up at 6 a.m. like always. I turned on TV. There wasn’t anything interesting except Simpsons. When I was younger I liked to watch them after school. It was nice to remember how Homer is throttling Bart. It was very funny. I got up at 7 a.m. I went to the kitchen and made some coffee. I took my phone and called to Tom.
- Hello. Said Tom in sleepy voice.
- Hi. Are you still sleeping? I asked.
- Yeah. He said and yawned.
- I am really sorry that I waked you up.
- No problem everything is ok.
- When do you have your first dance class?
- At 1 p.m.
- Ok I will come, because I need to talk with you.
- Ok then see you later.
- Yeah, bye.
I was so bored. I needed to do something, so I cleaned up everything. When I finished I took all my stuff and went to talk with Tom. When I came there was left twenty minutes until dance class.
- Hey Tom. I said.
- Hi. He said and hugged me. How are you?
- I am fine. I wanted to talk with you about those Street dances.
- Yeah. Of-course. Have you decided? Tom asked.
- Yes I have. I want to go there.
- That’s great.
- Will you call to your sister or will you give me her number?
- I have already called to her. He said.
- Have you?
- Yeah, because I felt what you are going to do.
- Really?
- Dance is you real passion.
- What she has told? I asked.
- Well she is very happy that you are coming. She wants to meet you, because I have told to her a lot about you. And she asked me to send your picture to her, because she doesn’t know how you look.
- I have brought one. I said and gave a photo to him.
- Woow! You look amazing.
- No, I don’t.
- You are very beautiful. At firs sight everyone can see that you are not from England.
- Thanks. Now I have to buy a ticket.
- No you don’t. I will buy it for you.
- But you already helped me a lot.
- For me it’s a pleasure to help for you.
- Thank you a lot.
- Today is Friday. Is good for you to leave Sunday?
- Yeah it’s ok.
- Well I have to go. After five minutes starts dance class.
- Ok.
- Have you got a dance class today? He asked.
- Yeah I have at 6 p.m.
- It seems that I won’t see you today.
- Today no, but tomorrow you will.
- Ok.
- Yeah. I am going, because I am meeting with Chelsea.
- Bye.
- Bye.

Spain oh..she's coming to Spain..and there she will meet....ups..to much

she is going

Monikute wrote:Spain oh..she's coming to Spain..and there she will meet....ups..to much

You know you talk too much and that is not very good

mhm... I try not to talk too much.... sorry..i just want more..

More you will get tomorrow

NO!!!!!!!!!! Today!!!! Pleaseeeeeeeeeeee

I really like this story

Ah.. She is going to Spain..
Can't wait for more..

Monikute wrote:NO!!!!!!!!!! Today!!!! Pleaseeeeeeeeeeee

I will think about it, but I can't promise anything for you

OH C'MON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DAUGIAU?

Monikute wrote:OH C'MON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Have a little patience

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kBZKl6-heyk

Sergo wrote:

DAUGIAU?

In lithuanian Maybe later

DAR!!!!!!! Daugiau!!! Tesk!!! Nestabdyk!!!!!!!!!!

later is cool

Cool when moree? xD

I read all the parts and I really like this story!!!
I want more!

todaay?

Yeah today now I am typing it

Part 5



I had three hours until meeting with Chelsea. So I went to the city center to some shops. There I bought some new clothes. After shopping I went to the café. Passed 15 minutes. Chelsea came.
- How long are you waiting for me? She asked.
- Well about 15 minutes, like always. I said and smiled.
- I am sorry.
- Everything is ok.
- So when you are leaving? She asked.
- Sunday.
- I am going to miss you.
- Me too.
- I hope you won’t forget me.
- Of-course not. You are my best friend. We will talk on skype and I will call you.
- Have you talked about it with your mother?
- Yeah I have.
- So what she has said?
- She doesn’t wanna to let me go there. I said.
- Why?
- I don’t know, but she looked scared.
- Strange.
- I think that I don’t know something.
- What do you mean?
- She has a secret. There is something that I don’t know about my father and she is afraid that I can figure it out.
- Maybe, but I don’t think that your mother would do that.
- I hope that too. Ok it’s enough about it. What are you going to order?
- I am very hungry I want pizza. And you?
- I will take a milkshake.
- I am jealous. Said Chelsea.
- Why?
- You are going to Spain. There are a lot of hot and very beautiful guys.
- Oh I get it. I said and started to laugh. Well if I will stay there, then you will come to visit me.
- That would be great.
Some time passed.
- Ok I have to go after an hour I have a dance class.
- Can I go with you? Chelsea asked.
- Why do you want to go? I asked
- I want to watch how your group is dancing.
- Ok then let’s go.
We went to the studio. It was my last dance class. I will miss everyone. We all like a big family, but maybe soon I will come back and everything will be like it was. After dance class Chelsea drove me home. When I walked in I found a lot of missed calls. It was from Sabine. I have forgotten that I have promised to call to her, but now it was too late. I went to my room and started to search my photo album. When I found it I took from it one photo. That photo was special. In that photo there were me, my mother, my father and my brother. We looked very happy. It was the last photo of all us. I am going back there where I was born, where I was happy. Who knows maybe happiness will come back to my face.