It's just one of those normal days where I want to stay in bed even though I know I can't... I mean who doesn't want to stay in bed and just sleep for five more minutes? Then five minutes turn into hours and you have overslept and are late for work. That's how it always goes, isn't it?  I wake up to the alarm clock ringing next to me bed. I hit the snooze button and roll myself out of bed. Why do I always have to take the morning shifts? Well because you have dance classes in the evening, you idiot... I walk over to my closet and look through the clothes, rubbing the last bit of sleep out of my eyes. No, nope, hell no.... ahhh that is the outfit for the day! I pull out my favorite black pants with the white lace tank top, I got last weekend.

As a waitress I don't really have much options to choose from. It can't be too revealing and it has to be pants or a skirt with a shirt. Long dresses would be okay as well but I don't like wearing them at work. They get caught in everything and then you spend most of the time taking care of your dress rather than doing your job. I hate the dressing code but I need this job to afford my apartment. I open the door of my bedroom and immediately feel my dog, Theo,  shake his tail against my knee. I bend down to pet him. "Who is my good boy? Right you are Theo!" I say before I walk past him.

He isn't allowed to sleep in my room since the day he ruined my favorite bedsheets and destroyed my poor pillow. I still find some of the feathers  in my room when I clean. I turn on the coffe machine on my way to the bathroom and take off my sleeping shirt and shorts. I fold it and place it on the hanger on the wall, where it will stay until I this evening.

I take a quick shower and aply a bit of makeup before I walk back into my kitchen, fully dressed and ready for my day. I take the cup of coffee and begin to sip at it. I pull out some toast and jam, deciding that this is the way to start this morning. Normally I don't have time to eat brekfast because my lazy ass doesn't get out of the bed on time but today is different.

I sit down on my terrace and enjoy the fresh morning air. I take my phone and scroll through social media while I enjoy my toast. Today is the day I'll meet my new dancing partner. I have been dancing since I was three years old and it's my passion. My old partner quit on me three weeks ago and since then I just danced with the ones whose partners were sick.

But today I'll finally have my own dancing partner again. He is a newbie so I have to teach him most of the stuff but I don't really mind. Sometimes it's better to have somebody who can't dance so you don't have to correct these annoying mistakes that became bad habbits over the time. I am a waitress at day and a dancer and dance teacher at night. I enjoy teaching kids since you can prevent mistakes from becoming bad habbits, which is difficult to correct when they are already dancing for a few years.

After I finish my toast I walk back in and put everything into the sink. I can take care of that later... I walk into my hallway and stop infront of my huge mirror. I wipe away the bit of jam that was on my upper lip and re-aply a bit of lipstick. I take my purse and keys and close the door behind me, locking it. On my way down I run into my neighbour, Phil. "Hey Amanda," he says and smiles at me warmly. "Hey Phil. Do you still want to come over tonight?" I ask.

He is my best friend and neighbour. We can talk about everything. "I never say no to an evening with you," he says and walks back up the stairs. I shake my head, smiling. I walk out the door of the house and take my bike, which is leaned against the wall of the house in our backyard. It's really nice that the entry of our house is in the backyard so you don't hear the annoying traffic noises all the time if you have an apartment, like me, which has the windows and terrace on the side of the backyard.

I walk around the corner and make my way towards the small restaurant I work at. The job is nothing special. It's just something I have to do. I always dreamed about opening a dance studio but let's be honest... Nobody has the money for that. On the way there I am almost hit by a car twice and a dog was about to bite me but its owner dragged it away before it had the chance to. London isn't the safest place to ride your bike. 

 I finally arrive at the restaurant and park my bike in the backyard. I take my apron and knot it around my hips. I take the huge wallet and put my name tag on my tank top. I put my hair into a bun and greet Kaitlyn, who walks past me.

She is the only sane person working here besides me. I want to walk to the first table but before I could reach them, Cassidy, my worst enemy, says "Uh-uh Missy. Go and clean something. These boys are mine." God she is the biggest bitch you have ever seen.

I roll my eyes and say, "Whatever." She just gets on my nerves and I want to slap her across her silicone face. I walk back to the counter and look for something to do. I see a table full of girls, who look like Cassidy's friends, and see the mountain of dishes standing on there table. Well that's a great way to start your shift. I make my way over to the girls and pick up the dishes.

"Finally. I thought you forgot about us," one of the girl says and I just smile and say, "I am sorry for my coleague's beahviour. I just got here but I'll tell him or her about your complain." God how much I hate to smile when they are rude like this. I walk back and put the dishes into the dishwasher. That is normally not the job of the waitress but the restaurant hasn't much money so they save on workers.

I somehow get the following eight hours over with and am back in my apartment, making myself ready to go into the dance studio. I put on some black leggings and black tank top, which fit my golden dancing shoes just perfectly. They were expensive as hell because they are especially made for me.

I pack some things like water, a towel, a banana and so on together and look at the clock, realising I am a little bit late. I can't afford a car so I hurry up and ride my bike towards the studio. It's not far from my home and so I am soon there. Of course I am earlier as everybody else but I am still late because I am a teacher and need to prepare for my class and warm up a little. After one hour of teaching I can finally dance myself but first of all I need to get the teaching over with.

Antonio, my boss, looks at me annoyed and says, "Amanda you are late... again. How do you think I am supposed to pay you if you keep coming later and later?" I kiss his cheek and say, "Remeber you can't fire me. The kids love me."

He laughs and nods his head. "Right... the kids love you," he says and I dissappear in the teacher rooms. I place my things in my locker and take my shoes with me. I have a Tango class to teach first. I love the tango but my last partner wasn't too fond of the tango so we didn't dance it very often.

I love these kids because they are so fun to work with. I walk into my room and turn on the lights. I put on my shoes and look at myself in the mirror wall. I play some music and start to dance the tango alone, pretending to have a partner in my arms. Soon I hear kids yelling and know my little idiots are here. Yeah, I call them idiots and they call me dumb so we are good.

Elliana comes running towards me and hugs me tight. "Hey little pumpkin," I say and she smiles at me widely. "Hey Amanda. I need to show you the dance steps I practiced!" she says excitedly. "Did you practice with Antony?" I ask surprised since the two are inseparable but when they dance they hate each other.

"He is an idiot... of course not. I practiced them all alone!" she says and I give her a high five. "That's my girl," I say and see her mother standing in the doorway. "Oh hello Mrs. Baker," I say and shake her hand nicely. "I know you have classes yourself Amanda but I need to ask you if you could watch Ellie after dance class because I have an appointment and can't pick her up," she says and I smile.

"Of course... I am here until ten anyway so that's no problem," I say and smile at Elliana. "We are going to have fun, aren't we?" I ask her and she nods her head yes. "Thank you so much Amanda!" her mother says and kisses her goodbye.

Soon all the other kids come as well and I start my lesson. "Antony keep your arms up and Elliana dance with your partner not alone," I say and shake my head at the two of them. I stop the music and look at the kids in front of me. "Tango is a passionate and fiery dance. It's often  combined with agressiveness and violence. You are lovers so don't dance alone. You have your partner and you need to dance with him. I know you can do this so let's try it again," I say and one of them raises their hand. "Yeah Meagan?"

"Could you show us how it's done?" she asks and I smile nervously. "I don't have  dancing partner right now so I can't..." I say and she smiles sadly. "But you could dance with Antonio. He is a good dancer," Elliana says and I nod my head.

"Yeah he is. Let me talk with him and maybe we can prepare something for next week. Now continue with your own dance. The next competition won't be won alone," I say and clap my hands before turning on the music again.

I don't like seeing kids dance dances like tango since its a very sexually agressive dance and is supposed to reflect the lust and pain from agressive intercourse. I think kids shouldn't be dancing that but I am paid for teaching them so I guess I shouldn't complain.

The lesson is over sooner than expected and I let them go with the mission to learn their steps until next week even better. Ellie smiles at me and says, "What are we doing now?" I smile at her and take her hand, walking out of the door.

"Today I meet my new dancing partner for the first time and he is a newbie so I get to teach him everything. You are allowed to laugh at him if he is terrible," I say and she smiles at me. We walk towards the room we normally dance in but Antonio catches me before I can walk in. "Amanda wait... Could you and your new partner maybe dance in your room for today?"

"Why, I mean it's not like he is something special..." I say and see in his face that he is. "What have you gotten me into Antonio?" I say and Antonio just rubs his neck nervously. "There is your new dance partner," he says and turns me around before he flees into his class.

I see Simon Cowell standing in front of me. They must be kidding me. I mean THE SIMON COWELL is my new dance partner? Never ever. "Hello my name is Simon-" he doesn't get to finish his name because Ellie interupts him by saying, "You have big feet."

"Shh Elliana. You don't say things like that... That's rude," I say and she apologises. "I am sorry. I am Amanda  Holden and that is Elliana Baker. She is one of my students," I say and shake Simon's hand. Suddenly I am incredibly nervous around him. I mean he isn't exactly poor. In fact he is incredibly wealthy and quite handsome. I would have never imagined meeting him in person...

"We should probably go back to our room," I say after a long time without anybody saying something. He nods his head and I walk with Simon back into my room and turn the lights back on. I say, "Well is it a problem that she'll watch?" He shakes his head no and I tell her to go and sit next to the music player. "Now since you have nothing to do... You can look and watch me closely, okay?" I say to her and she nods.

"I think we better start with something easy. I am sorry but I am not prepared at all. I thought we were in class with all the other adult dancers and so I have no choreo worked out," I say and he says softly, "No problem. I just like privacy..."

God his voice makes me melt... I smile nervously. "So what are you here for? Any big plan? Maybe a wedding?" I ask and he laughs softly. "Can a man like me not just want to learn how to dance? Do we need to have plans?" he says and I turn completely red. "No, of course not," I say, a little bit taken back.

"So any prefered dances?" I ask and he shakes his head. "Well at the end of this I would like to be able to dance the tango and dances such as this..." he says and Ellie screams proudly, "You can dance with me. I can dance the tango!"

Simon laughs and I just shake my head. "I am sorry but she likes to talk," I say and he just continues laughing. "No problem..." he says. I decide to first teach him the waltz since it's a standard dance. "So I just decided we start with the viennese waltz. It's a bit faster than the slow waltz and you barely lift your feet but your knees need to stay flexible. We will work on that for the next few weeks now so I want you to listen to our music not daily but every other day, at least three times a week, for an hour or so,  so you get the feeling of it and I want you to practice your steps daily," I say and he nods.

"Do you want to start dancing today or do you want me to show you how it's done with somebody who can dance it?" I ask and he answers, "Would it be possible to show me?" I nod my head and tell them to stay in this room while I jog down the hall and knock on the door of Antonio's class. I just hope Elliane keeps her mouth shut until I am back...

"Antonio I need to borrow you for a few minutes. And no complaining you got me into this in the first place," I say and hear somebody say, "You could think she is the boss." Antonio sighs and answers, "Sometimes I think she is..."

I smile to myself and Antonio follows me into my room. I tell Elliana to turn on the music and Antonio and I begin to dance the choreo I worked out for our one week long class for starters. Antonio is a really good dancer so I can just let him take over and concentrate on my posture and facial expressions. After we finish I thank Antonio and he dissappears again. "So that's what we are working with the next few months..." I say and he smiles at me.

"I guess I can do that..." he says and I smile at him. "So I normally never start with dancing when I work with a newbie since we need to build up trust... First of all let's start with what I normally do.... I don't care that you are famous. You are just another dance partner for me and I will treat you no different," I say and he just nods his head. Well it's not exactly the truth but I want him to believe that.

"Then let's start with something easy. I let myself fall back and you catch me. Same for you," I say and he swallows. "Then let's start..." he says and I smile. I turn around and stretch my arms out to the sides. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I just hope he'll catch me.I let myself fall backwards and he catches me.

"Now it's your turn..." I say as soon as I stand on my two feet again and smile. "I will knock you over," he says and laughs. "Oh come on... I will catch you, trust me. Just because I am a woman doesn't mean that I am weak!" I say and he chuckles. He turns around and lets himself fall back even though he hesitates a few times. I catch him even though he is not the lightest...

"See wasn't that bad, was it?" I ask and he shakes his head. "Are you afraid to touch me? Since dancing is a very sensual sport and many dances require a sexual tension," I say and he says, "Nope, completely fine with that."

"Then prove it," I say and look at him expecting. "What now?" he asks confused. "Yeah. We are going to make a pose and you pretend as if my choreo wants you to touch me. Don't be afraid. I won't cut off your head..." I say and he swallows hard.

He looks at me and asks, "And what pose do you have in mind?" I look at him for a few seconds. "Spread your legs and place them with two feet space between them behind each other and lean back a bit," I say and he does as I say. "Don't move," I say and place my leg ontop of his shoulder, making the splits on him.

"Now pretend you just dragged me across the dance floor like that and touch me," I say and he looks over at Elliana.  "What is with her? I won't do that in front of a kid," he says and I laugh. "She did that exact move with her partner two years ago..."I say and he swallows hard... again.

"So show me your skills mister Cowell," I say and he nods. Elliana puts on some sexy music, only god knows where she found that, and Simon places one hand behin my back and I lean into it, my hair tickling the back of my thigh. His other arm moves up to my foot and moves slowly down my leg and towards my butt. Just before he reaches it he moves his hand up my side and brushes my hair off my shoulder.He pulls my head back up and towards his. Our lips are almost toucing and I can feel his hot breath on my lips. For a moment I get lost in his eyes but then I snap out of my trance. 

I move out of our pose and say, "Well we can work on that but I think for the first time it's okay. I guess we should leave it to that and we see each other in two days for dancing, okay?" He nods and says his goodbyes.I watch him walk through the door and all I can think of is Simon Cowell, my new dancing partner... Well that's going to be fun.