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Fame

Chapter 44

“Can we put some music on now and dance? I'm getting bored” Eleanor whined.
She woke up instantly after falling off the bed, and now here we are, 5hours into our bus journey, bored out of our minds. I connected my phone via bluetooth to the speaker in the bus and scrolled through my music, looking for a good song to put on.
“What type of genre are you looking to dance to Eleanor?” I asked, not looking up from my phone.
“Hmm.. Like a kinda rave song. I know they're your favorite” she replied.
I looked up and smiled at her. I like how in the short time I've known her and become friends with her, she knows exactly what kind of music I love. I clicked into my rave playlist and played the first song. It was Illuminate by Afrojack, which happened to be one of my all time favorite songs to dance to. I pressed play and the music began blasting through the speakers. I nodded my head along as the lyrics started. I decided to get myself a glass of water, as the beat of the song began to speed. About a minute into the song, the beat dropped and I threw my cup in the sink. I started moving my feet in a shuffle type movement. Kendall was jumping up and down on the sofa and Eleanor was in the aisle between the bunk beds kicking her legs in the air.
“Oh my god, Jessica!” Eleanor screamed, as soon as the lyrics started again and the beat slowed down.
“What??” I shrieked back, thinking something bad had happened.
“You're such a good dancer!” she exclaimed, making me laugh.
I felt my cheeks get a little hot with embarrassment and I turned back to the sink to see my smashed glass. Oopsie?
“Show me how to dance like that” Eleanor begged, as the beat began to speed up again.
“Just copy me” I said, and the beat dropped again.
I began my shuffling again, this time a little more hardcore, adding a few twists, turns and a little hand movement. I looked up to see Eleanor stood staring at me.
“You're incredible! How did I not know you were so good?” she asked, not breaking her eye contact with my moving feet.
I stopped again when the beat slowed down.
“I don't know. I usually take the piss when we have our dance parties. I'm just not today, that's why you've never seen me properly dance” I said, shrugging my shoulders.
“Teach me please” she kinda asked, kinda begged.
“Okay. It's pretty simple. Just lift one knee and foot off the ground about 5 inches, then as you drop it to the ground, your other foot slides backwards a little. Does that make sense? The you just repeat it with the opposite foot” I said, as I demonstrated.
“Wait, wait, wait! I wanna learn how to do this too” Kendall said, jumping off the couch.
“Okay, both of you stand on either side of me and do exactly what my feet do” I replied.

After about an hour of trying to teach Kendall and Eleanor how to shuffle, they slowly but surely began to get the hang of it. Neither of them were very good but they'll get there with more practice. It's really not that difficult.
“How did you learn to dance like that?” Eleanor asked, as we sat down on the sofa, each with a bottle of water to quench our dehydration.
“Well I've been dancing since I was really little, but I taught myself to shuffle about 3 years ago” I answered, feeling my cheeks get hot again.
“If you think she's a good dancer, you should hear her sing” Kendall said.
My cheeks got even hotter and I put the cold water bottle to my face to cool me down.
“You can sing?? Why do I suddenly feel like I know nothing about you?” Eleanor exclaimed, making me laugh.
“Hey, Kendall's a pretty good singer too” I said, directing the attention away from myself.
“I'm more of a monotone singer. Jessica can do all that high note, harmony kinda singing” Kendall stated.
Wow, thanks Ken. Direct the attention back to me. That's exactly what I want.
“Aww I wanna hear you sing but I don't wanna force you to right now” Eleanor said sincerely.
At least she can see my embarrassment.
“Give me some vodka and I'll sing for you all night” I joke, making them both laugh.

A few hours later, we finally arrived in Milan. As the bus came to a stop, I realized I hadn't checked my phone all day, which means I haven't spoken to Harry all day. I miss him. I always miss him when I'm not with him. I find it crazy how in a matter of months, this absolutely crazy boy from England has just popped into my life, made me fall head over heels for him, and has now brought me across to the other side of the world on tour, visiting all these beautiful cities and countries that I never thought I would ever see. He's really quite extraordinary.