Here we go! Chapter 3… iDream of Dance!

SPOV

When I was younger, I used to dance, and I have to say that I was pretty good at it. However, after watching SO many stupid dance videos sent in by our fans, I would never do another dance step again. Carly, Fredwiener, and I were all on Carly's couch watching around the 200th video thus far.

"Ugh, how many more?" I groaned loudly.

"A lot and your constant complaining aren't going to get us through in faster." Dorkwad said. I leaned forward and flicked him hard in the ear and laugh at his outburst of pain.

"Sam! No flicking Freddie!" Carly said.

"Maybe you don't." He grumbled.

"Demon." He mumbled.

"Nub!" I retorted.

"Both of you shut it! Don't make me start these videos over!" Carly threatened.

"We'll be good." I said leaning back against the couch, as did Freddie. He pushed play and the next tragedy started.

We watched the next fifty or so videos in almost complete silence, other than our ratings and discussion if liked the dance or not. I could quickly feel my eyes begin to drop in exhaustion, and before I realized what was happening, my head landed on Freddie's shoulder. I couldn't even be disgusted because as quickly as it hit him, he had shrugged it off with a look of repulsiveness. Not that I minded though. I probably could use a shower now.

FPOV

All my head could even process now was dance. If my eyes barely closed, another dance awaited right behind my eye lids. Carly was barely awake, and even Puckett was beginning to succumb to the exhaustion. What happened next shocked me more than when my mom allowed me to try sugar for the first time…

Sam's head landed on my shoulder.

I didn't wait a single beat before I rolled my shoulder to get her blonde head of me. I refused to let her hit me for allowing it, because let's face it, a hit or a Texas wedgie awaited me. What freaked me out though was as soon as the slight weight was gone, I almost missed it.

'NO! No, no, no! Come on Freddie. It's just the exhaustion creeping up on you.' I thought. There is no way that I want to be anywhere near Satan's blonde spawn. Absolutely not.

Back to the dancing, Freddie. Focus.

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