*Andy's P.O.V.*

Walking down the street again, taking the same path as last night I'm lost in thought before a woman runs into me and quickly mutters an 'I'm sorry,' before running past me and into the building from last night. Out of curiosity, I follow her into the building where others are walking into the building too.

Some music starts up, as I continue walking through the building and hear a silky voice telling everybody to hurry up and start warm up. The voice sounds so familiar, but I can't place it so I keep following it. The music keeps getting louder, louder telling me I'm on the right track.

When I finally make it to the room I see about a dozen people dancing the same routine as one person in front of them. I can't see her face, but I can see her tattoo littered arms, long black hair, and petite frame. In the middle of the routine she moves from her place at the front and turns around, and I can now see her. Her emerald green eyes, are all too familiar to me, and my heart starts pounding...

She's real.

I can't believe the woman of my dreams - literally - is real. I don't know how to feel, I don't know what to do, what if she's had these dreams? Will she see me and recognize me, or will I just be another face in the crowd?

My question is answered all too soon, when she turns around laughing at something someone has said and her eyes finally land on me. Her piercing eyes go wide as she see's me and she whispers something under her breath that I can't quite comprehend with the loud music on, but all I can say is "It's You."

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*Coraline's P.O.V*

I woke up to my alarm, and rub my eyes groggily. I ended up staying at the studio til 5:00 this morning and it's 8:00 now, so I guess that's more sleep then I'm used to, but I'm still tired as hell.

I get up, take a shower, and get on one of my dance workout outfits, and head out the door in a hurry, trying not to be late for my own dance class. That would be embarrassing. So as I'm sprinting down the street, I bump into someone, but don't bother looking at them. Instead I just mumble an "I'm sorry," and start running to the dance studio.

Once I open the doors, I start up the music and my first class starts flooding in. Seeing them all here brings a smile to my face. I love how many people come here, and enjoy dancing just as much as I do. We all have reasons for dancing, and mine is because it's not only my passion, but my escape from reality. Dancing brings me into a whole new beautiful world.

We all start warm-up to Bang Bang by Jessie J while I start out in front of them, then later in the routine about half way through I turn around and start dancing and joking around with the others. We were all laughing and dancing, enjoying our warm up, then I turned around and I saw something. No...

I saw someone.

Not just anyone. I saw someone who made me freeze the second I saw him. Someone I thought I'd never see. His piercing blue eyes, bore into mine, and for some reason he looks at me like he knows me, but is surprised to see me. Probably the same reaction I have on my face, because right in front of me is the man of my dreams... literally.

And all I can mange is a barely audible, "It's you."

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