I dance. It's a escape, and escape that I've figured out how to make money with.
I haven't always been pretty.
I haven't always had friends.
I haven't always had hope.
I don't need more of a reason to keep my past away from my present, which includes my new co workers.
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Isabel Masterson moved from her hometown of Minnesota when she was 18 to London, England. Now, at age 19 she is a respected choreographer and has been hired to teach some moves to the worlds hottest boy band. Will she be able to stay reserved and cold, or will her five new employers get past her steely exterior and show Isabel how to move to the rhythm of friendship?
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(I'm a total cheeseball...move to the rhythm of friendship? Oh dear... )
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The Choreographer
FanfictionIsabel has been hired as a choreographer for the British/Irish boy band One Direction. Can she keep up her steely exterior or will she make friends with her five new employers? What will happen if her wall drops?
