A/N- so guys thought I'd pop into here and post a lil somthin' how's bout it?

Your pov.

   You weren't much of a dancer, actually, you hated dancing. You are (older then 13) years old and back when you were in 7th grade everyone started to hate your dancing because of the new kid at school. well now you were in high school and for the first time you guys had a class together, dance class. You didn't want this class but your parents said you had to, so you did it anyway.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~TIMESKIP~~~~~~~~~~~

    You walked into the classroom and since it was the first official day of this class he let you guys do what ever, and as in whatever he meant he would make you dance in front of EVERYONE!!!! INCLUDING HIM!!!!!! He started the music and not only did you dance, you sung too. you heard a few scoffs and eye rolls but ignored it.

Sans pov.

    Y/N walked up to the front of the room and....... DANCED?!?! He couldn't believe how goo- GREAT she was. And not only that, but people SCOFFED!!!!!! Those no way I could be better then that. As the song ended so did Y/N. "Wow! You dance really great." I walked up to her. She turned to me and looked at me moon-eyed, jaw dropped. She was really cute when she started stuttering, "You, think I can dance great? Wow." I gave her a wide smile, then handed her a slip of paper with a lift of numbers on it. "Call me if you ever need a dance partner." she took the paper and half smiled.

your pov. (this is so rushed)

   I took his number and gave him a half smile, "Will do." I told him as the bell rang. I grabbed my bag and walked past the 'Sans Fangirls' who had their jaws dropped and deadly glares at me. I shot a peace sign over my shoulder, "Peace out suckers" and with that I left.

A/N- oh my gosh I am so sorry this is short but I really didn't have the motivation to write much of it. So how's this? I will make ya guys a deal, if this chapter gets 10 requests for a part two I'll do it? ok yep. see ya!