As we stepped out of school, we stood there waiting for Jamie's chauffeur to show up. I must admit, Jesper and Jamie were loaded! I spotted a sleek grey Porsche pulling up. Jesper was already chilling in the front seat. The car came to a halt in front of us, and Jamie motioned for me to hop in. So, Jamie and I settled into the plush back seat.

"So, what's Ms.Moon doing here?" Jesper asked.

"We are having a sleepover this evening." Jamie replied instead of me.

Soon we reached Jamie's house or Kim's palace.

We opened the door of the car and then stepped out and moved towards the front door.

As expected it was man, probably the servant, who stood right next to the door.

"So, What brings you here?" Jesper questioned me, but Jamie interrupted, "She is my friend, therefore she can visit here whenever she wants."

"Chill sis, she is my friend too!"

"Didn't we mention before? We are doing a sleepover." I explained.

"Can I join to?" Jesper asked with a mischievous grin.

"Are you crazy?"  I gave him a weird look.

"Oh! I thought you came here to practice some dance steps with me," Jesper clarified.

"That may be a great idea, but today I am here to have a sleepover with Jamie,"I explained.

"The sleepover is at night so, now you can practice some steps with me, I am free now." Jesper said.

Well, well, well, guess who's got a dance with Jesper on the dance floor? Me! And let me tell you, I was as prepared for it as a penguin in a desert. I mean, seriously, who saw this coming? But hey, reality slapped me in the face and said, "You gotta dance with Jesper, buddy!" Apparently, God thought it would be hilarious to give me no other option. So, here I am, ready to bust some moves with Jesper, whether I like it or not. Wish me luck!

"Okay, i guess."I agreed.

"Argh, we could have some fun right now!" Jamie pleaded.

"Jamie, dance is important! This time, I really want to win." I explained.

"Fine, you can leave me and go!" She replied

"Who said that I am leaving you?You are coming with us," I stated.

"I knew that you won't leave me!" She smiled weakly.

As we were about to depart, the sweet old man, who turned out to be the servant or staff member, hooked us up with three glasses of water - one for each of us. Cheers to hydration!

"Uncle Gabriel, can you please tell uncle Jon to be prepared to take us to the best dance class." Jesper requested the old man.

So, according to Jesper, I'm guessing the old man goes by Gabriel and the driver is Jon. I mean, it was pretty obvious they weren't Korean - I mean, just look at them and their names.

After quenching our thirst, we hopped into the oh-so-fancy grey Porsche. And guess what? We decided to play musical chairs, but Jamie threw a curveball and claimed the passenger seat instead of Jesper this time. Talk about a seating revolution!

"Alright, I think we should ask Yeha too as she is our guest." Jesper turned towards me.

"Oh, me? I am good at the back seat." I didn't want to be a part of this revolt.

"Okay, I will sit with Yeha and you can sit in the passengers seat." Jesper declared.

"Oh wait! I just realised that I didn't leave my school bag at your house and brought it here."
Silly me.

"Oh?! No problem, you can leave it here, in the car. Uncle Jon will keep it safe." Jesper assured me.

I kept the bag between me and Jesper.

After a few minutes- which felt like an eternity, we finally reached.

The dance class seemed like a tiny speck from the outside, but once we stepped in, it was like entering a magical kingdom! Everything was painted white, and the mirrors were multiplying like rabbits! Mirrors on the wall, mirrors on the ceiling - it was a mirror extravaganza! And in the midst of it all, there stood a man in his thirties, looking like the king of the mirror palace with his arms crossed.

"Hello." I greeted.

"Hello, you are new here!" He replied. His voice was soft and welcoming.

"So, how can I help you?" He asked.

"Okay, we want to learn some dance steps for the dance night that is taking place in our school," Jesper explained to the dance educator.

"Oh! Okay, I will teach you some steps," the educator said.

"But, what should we call you?" I asked doubtfully. Shouldn't he introduce himself?

"Oh, right. You can call me 'Mr. Casper' or just Casper," he answered.

"Casper? Where are you from, sir?"Jamie asked curiously.

"Hmm, let me do a proper introduction. So, my name is Casper Hernandez and I am from Spain," Casper introduced himself.

"Cool!" Jesper said. I knew he was being sarcastic.

"Spain is a beautiful country."  Jamie complimented!

"Yeah, so shall we start?"he immediately asked.

"Yeah, let's start," Jesper replied.

"We will end today's session a little fast because, I am in a hurry."

Alright, I'm not sure what's up, but that teacher was seriously strange. I mean, why the rush? It's like he thought his mom would ground him if he didn't get home on time. And what's with Jesper getting all worked up out of nowhere?

"Your names?." Casper said.

"Yeah. I am Jesper, she is my sister Jamie and she is my beloved friend and dance partner Yeha." He pointed at me.

"Okay, so You and Yeha are going to dance with eachother. Right?" He once again asked for confirmation.

"Yes." Jesper agreed and I nodded.

"And you?" Casper pointed at Jamie.

"Oh, she is just audience." Replied Jesper.

"Okay, Jamie you can sit there and we will begin with you two!"