1. Chapter 1 (1/2)

emelia was sitting on one of the tables in the cafeteria during fifth period. she was watching some of the eastfield high students perform some songs using mr beatbox (the talking boom-box), to play the music, and sometimes as a guide. some of her friends went up to go dance for a bit, but emelia herself was never interested.

she wasn't the most popular girl in school, and was often called lesbian-girl, because she could beat up all the guys in her year and the years above, and preferred sports among all else. since dancing at her school with mr beatbox was sort of a religion, she was even further penalised for being further different.

someone had just finished dancing to i know you want me by pitbull, on hard: the coolest guy in school, and the best dancer. mo. he walked out of the circle and took a seat at the side of the crowd. he pointed to someone adjacent to him and showed off a crooked smile.

"miss au

ey, you're up next. pick your song." he called out, leaning back and lowering his arm.

"oh, mo," miss au

ey: the local bitch. she was the best female dancer, and because of that she thought she was better than everyone else. not many people got along with her on a personal level, but high school students are shallow. "you should know what song i want." she stepped into the circle. "mr beatbox, play me my favourite song."

"you got it miss au

ey!" mr beatbox started playing evacuate the dancefloor by cascada on hard. she finished the song with 5 gold stars, as usual… she played the song far too many times.

"bet you no-one could beat me." she boasted after finishing her dance. "now who to pick…" it's a tradition in eastfield high school that when someone gets 5 gold stars on a song, they pick the next song and the person to dance to it. they have to dance to it, and they can't back down. miss au

ey traced her finger across the crowd, until she reached emelia. "lesbian-girl."

emelia jolted backwards when her 'nickname' was called out. she pointed at herself, eyes wide open with shock.

"yeah you, lesbian-girl. you're dancing to evacuate the dancefloor on hard. get up here." the crowd separated between emelia and miss au

ey. she had to step through now, there wasn't any choice in the matter.

she hesitantly stepped off the table and made her way for the middle of the circle, next to mr beatbox. she was shaking near violently with fear. she had never danced before in her life, and had severe stage-fright. why had miss au