Step Ya Game Up {Open}

[sander]

Sander had nothing to do at this point of the day. He had spent the day playin basketball with some of the guys and he had dominated the games like no other. From there he had hit the swimming pool to relax and chill with some of the girls near the pool. Like he always did he had been the cnter of attention att he pool which he didnt mind. after about and hour and a half he left the pool showered and went into the cafeteria for some grub got a tray of food and sat with people he was cool with ate and had a great time. Soon after lunch there was nothing left to do so he walked to his cabin and changed into some sweats and a hoodie as he grabed his i-pod and duffle bag in which he stuffed some towels water and that was it he headed out and walked over to an empty dancing studio he took his ipod and put it on the speaker in the rooma and pressed play as the first song that was on was Dmx Feat Swizz Beatz Get It On The Floor

The Song Began as he turned it all the way up

[DMX] Let's get it on!!

[Swizz Beatz] We don't give a what what!!
We don't give a what what!! (shiet)

[Chorus - Swizz Beatz & (DMX)]
Get it on the floor
Get it get it on the floor (WHAT?!)
Get it on the floor
Get it get it on the floor (WHAT?!)
You don't wanna party then your ass gotta go (WHAT?!)
You don't wanna party then your ass gotta go
Now you can ride to this motherfreaker(uh)
Bounce to this motherfreaker (uh)
Freak to this motherfreaker (let's get it on)
Get it on the floor (WHAT?!)
Get it get it on the floor (WHAT?!)
Get it on the floor (WHAT?!)
Get it get it on the floor (that's right).....

Sander Shook His Head as the beat began he pressed rewind as he got loose and started the song again. Sander began to freestyle with the beat of the song it was so intense that he broke up into some krumping from there into b boy moves he felt the music take over his body as he just let out as dmx began his first verse

[Verse - DMX]
Once again it's the darker Brotha
Here to spark a Sucka, break apart a Brotha
But the dog is bigger, under stress
So unless you're wanting to bless to the chest
These slugs from his Smith and Wess REST!
Or the pump'll put a hurt on a Sucka
DUMP SIX, motherfreaker feed em dirt on a Brotha
My hands stay dirty, cause I play dirty the mob way
You don't know? screw it find out the hard way
A brotha's job is never done
I handle my business how it come
And there's never been a one on one
Nor has there been a problem, I dissolve them
I'm like salt, I'll get up
Hate to fall but never wreck his car
And it's my fault, keep suckaz on point ducking down
Brotha like you need to get bust you stupid clown
I extort to support my peeps
And hold down the fort, never get caught cause I creeps Brotha!

Sander keep it dancing not knowing or caring if anybody was watching him....

[erinnovelist]

just a small town girl livin' in a lonely world

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"Who is practicing now?" Bree questioned to herself in her trilling high soprano voice; it reverberated off of the walls of the practice room.

Bree Hunter let her gaze flicker to a teenager who glided across the floor, executing perfect moves in sync to the intense beat of the music. Bree had been planning to spend as hour or so here whilst everyone else ate lunch. She just never expected to find someone all ready here. She shook her head in wonder and tossed her flip flops off of her feet and stood up.

The unknown teenager grinded to the beat, krumping now and then. Bree watched the said teenager with a glistening smile. Never before had she seen someone so into the music - other than herself and her sisters. Of course, she rarely danced here in Camp. And the people she observed regularly performed a flirtatious dance every now and then. But this time, Bree stared at the teenager who performed freestyle like this was his calling.

"You are really good," she called out hesitantly, her voice ringing over the sound of the music.

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[sander]

Sander kept the dancing going totallt unaware of the other person in the room. After some of his b-boy moves he had learn some jazz moves in which he made it his own he threw some hip-hop flare into it. As the song went on he backed up and lil before he fell on the floor and did some break moves in which he used hsi upper body to do most of the moves he liefted himself up and did some kicks that eventually ended up doing a couple flares on the ground.

Before his final flare her did a full spin with his legs which it seemed like a helicopter before he rose to his feet as the song came to an end he sat there and put his i-pod on pause as he sat there and looked up and saw another face there.

He looked at her before speaking "Oh ma bad did i take your room" he said looking at her as he raised to his feat as he took off his sweaty hoodi and was just in a wife beater now

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"No, it is fine," Bree answered quite quickly in her trilling high soprano voice; it reverberated off of the walls of the practice room.

Bree Hunter let her gaze flicker to the mysterious boy as he walked towards her. She couldn't help but stare at his visible biceps as they shined with sweat. Her chocolate brown orbs widened as she let out a giggle. Shaking herself out of a daze, Bree cast him a flirtatious smile. In her mind, the chorus of Jesse McCartney's "Body Language" echoed in her ears. Maybe it was the reason because she also danced to it - she was going to be performing it at the nightly Jam around the camp fire later this night. Or maybe it was because the song fit this exact scene right now.

"Are you performing at the Camp Fire Jam later this week? Cause that was really good," Bree announced as she let her copper ringlets fall into her eyes; she felt the blood rush up to her face.



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[sander]

Sander walked over to his bag and got a towel and some vitamin water which was nice and cold and took a gulp before looking over at bree when she asked him if he was going to be performing at the event sander nodded his head in motion from side to side "Na well at least not in this one im guessing that you are"? looks at her while he takes a seat on the floor

"Im sander by the way.....nice to meet you"

He then got up and unpaused the music and began to dance again this time just a couple things nothing to fancy mostly break moves as he fell to the floor and did a couple spins and leg kicks and ended up doing a somersault from his head to his feet

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"Sander, pleasure to meet you," Bree answered quite quickly in her trilling high soprano voice; it reverberated off of the walls of the practice room. "I am Bree, actually. Bree Hunter. And yes, I plan to participate, but I sure as hell ain't as good as you are."

Bree sent a shy smile in Sander's direction as he launched into more tricks and turns of dancing. She fingered the hem of her shirt absently and noted that there was space in the far corner of the room. Waltzing over to the open floor, she piled her copper ringlets into a high ponytail and immediately started stretching in order to warm up for practice.

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[sander]

Goes back to dancing as the music begins yet again this time he took it to a party song and play lil jon feat lmfao get outta my mind. As the beat began sander sat on the floor indian style as the music started he sat there motionless form about 40 seconds as he out of now where began to once again break dance he walked on hia hands and quickly rose up as he did a forward roll to a back flip as the music hit the bridge he began applying some jazz steps and b boy poses

the music goes on as it begins to flow between him again as he begins to get a lil more agressive with his dance moves spins ducks kicks and other things that were hard to describe you had to be there to watch the passion this kid had for dancing

He watches as bree walks over to the corner and begins to stretch out "Hey since your performing in the event show me what you got?" he looks at her with a small smile forming on his face

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"That sounds like a challenge to me" Bree announced as she slipped her shoes off and pulled an arm behind her neck, feeling the muscles stretch to their satisfaction. "And one thing you should know about me - I never back down from a challenge."

Bree sent a shy smile in Sander's direction as she began with an eight count, made in perfect balance. She began her jazz routine for her performance later that night. She cat walked across the hardwood floors, adding a bounce in her step. Soon, she was excuting the Suzy Q.

Step right front and bring knees together; and step left side and bring knees apart , Bree thought to herself, adding a twist to the end and kicking up as she dropped to the floor in the splits.

Bree kept dancing, not caring that a dancer was watching. She felt at place as she grind to the beat of the music. She took Caitlin's advice and concentrated on just letting her body move, and let her body carve imargery of art and not the technical issues of dancing.

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[sander]

Call it whatever you want He says with a smile as he sits back and watches go to work. Sander watches on as she dances she did jazz moves and other things she had swag in her step....she had her style it seem to be a jazz base style but never the less it was someting. Sander could sense the passion she had for dance the same passion that fueld his desire to dance.

He was quick to get up and walks over and stands next to her. As he begins to mimick her everymove with perfection. Sander was kind of a chamelleon when it came to dancing he could pick up any style of dance pretty well..he wasnt perfect by any means but he was geting there.

Sander looked over and saw she was dancing to dance and not watchign her step or the technique...Dance was suppose to feel raw and flow naturally he thought "not bad not bad you got talent bre fo real" as the music came to an end

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"Talent? Me?" Bree questioned with a light chuckle. -color=steelblue]Please... I just dance because it looks fun. I wasn't born with it and ain't as good as you.[/color]

It was times like these, Bree thought to herself, breathing heavily, that made her wonder if dancing was her true calling. Brown, the camp director, had told her that Camp Rock was the perfect place to find out if it was. She was a singer above all else - and noting back to what Caitlin had told her, Bree realized that she could rock out on stage with her jazz steps in between.

You are such a good dancer, Sander. I see you can copy my moves perfectly... Have you ever done a dance off before?"

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[sander]

Well That Depends On What You Call A Dance Off...Your Defnation Of It Can Be Different Then Mine The music had stopped and sander took a seat down where bree was standing as he looked up at her. This was excatly what sander was all about dancing for hours and hours jus to pass the time. And get better at his craft. True it was a passion for him as well as rapping but he had started to dable himself in a lil singing. he figured he if he was going to make it in the business he had to be good in all aspect's of his profession

That was the whole point of coming to camp rock sander had been here long enough to establish himself if not the but one of the top dancers in the whole camp....his rapping was also top notch but this year he wanted to see if maybe he were to add a lil singing to his arsanal kinda follow in usher's footsteps.....in which was one the people he admired....along side Michael Jackson....and other people.

Sander was lost in his thoughts....he tended to do that alot now a days...he couldnt help it but he noticed he was lost and was quickly one to snap out of his thoughts and looked back at ree in which she was stil standing

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"Born dancer - bred dancer, eh?" Bree questioned with a light chuckle. So... what's your story? Why did you come to Camp Rock?

Bree sighed mentally to herself. Wiping the sweat from her face with her towel, Bree surveyed the room. Surprisingly enough, the dance studio - usually buzzing with excitement from various dance classes and rehearsals - was vacant, with the exception of Sander and herself of course. But that wasn't exactly uncommon these days.

Since most dancers did not use the room to rehearse in during this time, it was vacant, because apparently, Bree had nothing better to do with her time. After all, from the moment Bree learned to walk, she lived and breathed dance and music. Growing up, they her passion. She loved the feeling of her body moving to the beat of a song. It gave her such a rush, and it brought her immense joy. When she was dancing, she was in her own world, and nothing from the outside world could touch her.

Music and dance were a part of her. She was invincible. Of course the fact that she was incredibly talented in the art of movement and talented in the voice of song helped the situation greatly.

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[sander]

Story...I have a story i was so unaware of that he raised an eyebrow that quickly turned into a small smile Well I don't know about anybody else but im still writting my story.....every passing day or major event that happens to be just becomes another chapter in the Hard Times Of Sander Lloyd Lawyer....umm do yoou want the beginning of my life story or where would you like me to begin he was good with words that most of the time it was flirting in his own smooth ways

He quickly got up and walked over to his bag and came back with 2 drinks one for him and one for her. Hewasnt expecting to be dancing with somebody else but he thought it would be rude to not sure a drink and plus bree seemed cool and she was cute to sander's point of view so why not offer drink. he waled back over to where she was and handed her the drink.

Sander sat back down as he wiped the sweat from his face with his shirt and raised it kinda half taking it off as the sweat was all over his stomach it felt so good to feel the breeze hit his stomach. he openned his drink and took a sip as the room became silent but it wasnt an akward silence it was the kind of silence that was nice in a way...

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"How about you tell me what made you come to Camp Rock in the first place?" Bree answered with a shy smile as she greatfully accepted the drink. "And like... How long have you been dancing? You are really good so I am figuring quite a while..."

Bree sighed mentally to herself as she slapped her forehead at the stuttering statement she had ushered. She was always stuttering these days - and it didn't help that their was quite an attractive guy sitting right next to her.

As silence settled down upon the duo, Bree snuck a glance in Sander's direction to only see him sipping his drink. Bree sighed and turned away, mimicking his action.

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[sander]

Well to be honest ive only been dancing for a couple years....before i started dancing i was into sports hard and played them all the time. but during my season i got hurt really bad and the doctor said i wasnt going to keep playing. Man that messed up up real good....i had put fourth my everything in sports that it was the only ting i was good. So when i was in rehab for my knee i saw now this might be funny but its the reason i started to dance....I saw step up and i fell inlove wit. I told myself i was going to dance like that some day....so the same ambitio i had towards sports i turned to dancing and lilttle by little i begant getting better it was want i wanted to do for the rest of my life......and camp rock brought me the oppurinity i need to perfect my craft....and ive been coming here eversince....

He took another sip of his drink before he put the cap back on and throw his drink to the side Come on I want to show you something Sander looked at bree You like to dance and lose yourself in the beat like i do....i wanna see our chemistry during a routine[color/] He said as he walked over to his ipod and looked through his songs to find the right song

Sander stopped when he hit usher's there goes my baby as the song began he got behing bree n placed his hands on her waist and whsipered in her ear let your body feel the beat and follow mine as he began to sway is hips from left to right.....