"So um... Bette and I hooked up." Zach confessed to his cousin when he walked into the dance studio.

Carla's eyes widened. "I'm sorry what?"

"Bette and I hooked up."

Carla blinked her eyes rapidly trying her best to keep her cool after hearing what her cousin just told her. "When? How? What?"

"A few days ago actually."

"Uh..."

"Her and Matteo broke up so she didn't cheat. And I wasn't the other guy. So don't give me that look."

Carla nodded, trying to understand. "So you like her or something?"

"Or something." Zach cracked a smile, a smile Carla knew for sure it wasn't just any smile. No it was THE smile.

"No fucking way."

"What?"

"You like her."

"No I don't."

"Yes you do. You gave me THE smile."

"The smile?"

"Yes THE smile. The I like her smile."

"That's not even a thing." Zach shook his head. 

"Yes it is."

"I don't like Bette."

"I don't like Bette." Carla mocked her cousin. "Yeah fucking right."

"Can we drop it?" Zach said, annoyed at her right now. He didn't want to admit that he might have feelings for a certain blonde that he was supposed to hate.

"You know I always knew the whole I hate you thing was just built up sexual tension."

Zach rolled his eyes. "Shit she's coming. Don't say anything."

Carla chuckled but was highly assumed seeing her cousin being shy and nervous for once. Something he didn't show when he was with Neveah.

"Hey guys." Bette said, setting down her bag and sitting down, stretching out her muscles.

"Hey."

"Sup." Zach said and Carla could tell by his face he regretted saying that.

And this awkward conversation was thankfully interrupted by Master Brooks yelling at his students to get into position.