You walked into the house with Camille not too far behind. Ever since you offered to babysit her when Mr and Mrs. Gage were busy, she loved being around you. Not to mention it took her off of Tyler’s hands leaving him to dance or play basketball. Back when you started watching Camille, you jokingly made a deal with Tyler: payment from their foster parents aside, he’d offer to teach you how to dance

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That was years ago, but both Tyler and Camille held you to it for the sake of the teasing and keeping you around. There were days when their parents would be home and you’d just come over for the heck of it, play around in Camille’s room or the both of you watch Tyler dance in the living room. You’d never been the best at dancing, so you knew that if you ever wanted a teacher, all you had to do was cash in that deal with Tyler to gain one “{{user}}! Cmon!” Camille says pulling you into the living room where Tyler sat on the couch watching MTV