"You need to add more ummfffs, into that move!" my dance teacher spat at me while she held my leg high above my head so that my pose was almost as perfect as a professional model dancer would look like if they were on Tumblr.

I felt my leg start to burn from my thigh and down as sweat poured down my hot face.

"Okay, do stance number five, with the tulip air twirl added into." Mss. Colipo demanded as she gave back my leg for freedom.

I tiptoed lightly back and gracely put my arms up as if I was a beautiful swan, lifting my head up, I gave a running jump, spinning into a full twirl in the air, and lightly landing on my toes, and stopping at the stance number five, that Mss.Colipo ordered me.

I looked up, as I was breathing in and out softly, waiting for a response.

"What was that?" she yelled, completely throwing me off.

"I did what you asked of me." I answered still looking up.

"I would thought of you as an clumsy pup."

I looked down, trying to hide my feelings from the insult.

"Head up! There shall be no heads down when I am speaking, nor easy breaks. If you want to be the best you shall train like a champion on drugs. You hear me?"

"Yes." I mummbled.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Mss. Colipo."

"Do the stance over!"

I took in air before I got ready and repeated all day, till Mss. Colipo left.

☆★☆★☆

After leaving the dance studio, I decided I would treat myself to some Chinese., even though I was supposed to be loosing weight.

"A girl does need to have curves. " I copied my Mum, who recently moved back with my father, after solving some conflicts between the two of them.

Parking my cheap old blue jeep into the tight parking lot, I got out while whistling to an old melody and opened up the door to the most amazing smell ever, Chinese food.

I went straight to the counter to order my usual, beef and broccoli.

I loooked around the small square of a room and notice two guys eating at the far corner table hunched over like they were hiding from people.

There was an elderly lady eating at the table by the lanter and that was about all the people that was in the restaurant.

"Order ready." I heard my order being yelled and paid as I gave a thanks and decided, eating at my flat would be better.

As I was walking out I gave notice that the two guys wearing the hoodies threw their trash away and also followed me out.

I walked a bit faster thinking if they wanted to do anything to me , they would have to run to get me.

I had my car unlocked already and was about to get in when one of the guys took my arm, and put a hand over my mouth.

"Sshhhh." The one with the hand on my mouth, ordered me.

I decided listening to him was a bad idea and knowing just a bit of self defense, from my father, I gave my left leg a backwards kick to the guy covering my mouth, to his groin.

Letting go of my mouth so that he could bend over, I took the chance of running away from the direction of the guys.

"Shit!" I heard the one, I did not give the pleasure of kicking at his balls, yell as he came sprinting behind me.

I started panicking, realizing he ran much faster than I could.

"Maybe I don't need that Chinese , after all." I tried joking with myself, only finding I was not that funny when the guy who was chasing me got to me and pinned me against a near wall.

"Please, I got some mone- " I stopped in mid sentence realizing why these two guys were hiding in their hoods.

"Niall?" I ckoked out in a half whisper and scream.

He covered my mouth before I could scream anything else.

"Good you remember me." He smiled with his blue eyes looking into my own hazel eyes.

"Now sshhh, no fans know that Zayn and I are even here, so if you could keep it that way, I will uncover your mouth."

I nodded as he uncovered my mouth with his hand.

"Wait, did I kick Zayn in his balls then?" I asked feeling horrible as my eyes searched for Zayn over Niall.

As to answer my question, Zayn came up limping , "Shit, you got me good, mate."

"Zayn, I'm sorry. But if you guys didn't look like fucking creeps, this would of never happened." I reasoned with them.

Niall laughed, "she does have a point."

"Shut up mate! Not like she kicked you in the balls." Zayn whined.

I gave a giggle, before asking some need to know questions.

"Why are you guys back in England? Like I thought you would go live somewhere where it was not obvious. " I pionted out.

"After the boys split up, Zayn and I thought it would be better to just go back to our old lives... well, at least try to...and after seeing you at that Chinese dump, we figured we could still be friends like we used to be in high school, before we, two, were famous and had to leave our Elsa." Niall explain.

"And ohhh, our names aren't Zayn and Niall anymore." Zayn spoke.

I gave a questioning look.

"Like, I'm Scott." Niall said.

I looked at Zayn wondering what awful name he had chosen, due to his already awesome name.

"It's Devon."

I smiled, "not bad."

"So since you know our new names and why we are here, could it be possible if we could stay at your place, till tomorrow? We just need time to go find a good little flat that Niall and I can find, without the fans and paps finding us." Zayn asked.

"Sure, Devon." I said as I tested his new name.

"You do know you don't really have to say our names unless we are out in public?" Niall questioned.

"Just testing out your names."

"Let's get going before someone spots us." Zayn said while he made sure his hood was still covering his head.

"Do you guys want a ride in my car?" I asked.

"Actually, we have our own. We just need to follow you." Niall said.

I nodded as we made our way towards the direction of my car and wherever their car was hidden.

"Hey, Elsa?" I heard Niall ask.

I turned to face him "yeah?"

"Would you like me to buy you dinner? Yours kinda dropped on the ground" as we both looked down to the ground where my fatty heaven was now spread about.

"No. It's just a sign, telling me I don't need it. But thanks for the offer."

"Okay, but you still need to eat." He added as Zayn came up and mention that the car was ready.

"Just don't loose sight of my car." I warned before getting into my buggy.

I watched the both of them walk into the pitch black night, to get to their car.

I started my car as I saw the headlights of their dark car, and soon started driving towards my flat.

A few cars past us, but other than that there were not much cars to loose focus on my car.

Finally made our way towards my flat and parked unto the street as we had no parking garages in England. One bummer about buying new cars, that they could get clipped.

I got out and pulled out with me my dance bag and closed the door while Zayn and Niall came over next to me.

"Here, let me help." Zayn offered as he took my dance bag.

"Thanks." I said while we made our way up to my door and took my keys out to unlocked it.

"Sorry about the mess." I apologized ahead of time, "I just haven't gotten time to clean up lately."

"Don't worry, Elsa." They both said in unison.

I yawned as I realized it was already 12 a.m

"Ohhh flipping walfols!" I yelled.

Zayn and Niall laughed at my saying before Niall asked what was wrong.

"It's already basically tomorrow, and I'm not in bed yet. I have to up at 5!"

"And you guys can sleep anywhere as long as it's not my bedroom!" I hollered, while making my way towards my bedroom.

"Awesome!"

"Thanks?"

"Goodnight! "

I heard the guys yell at different times in either confusion or appreciation.

I smiled. "Welcome back to England, my friends."

Notes

This story was from awhile back ago, so I'm going to start re-editing it and making it better.