Tina’s lips pursed in puzzlement as Porter looked around and saw a giggling Pieszecki.

“Ooh, come on you two, show off your real skills. I mean unless you’re chicken?” Alice did a mock sound of a chicken. Tina crosses her arms and yelped in exasperation.

“Ooh! Are we twelve again?” Bette shook her face, and suddenly, felt like she needed to let it all go, into a dance and express her love.

“No,” “I know, we don’t…” “No, hold onto me, as we make sultry dance, come alive up in this bitch.” Bette responds quickly, as Stevie blushes. Beverly, smiles in glee. Gloria was memorized at this moment of two ladies in love. Helena held a drink in hand and cheerfully smiles at this sweet affectionate couple. “I hooked them up.” She proudly boasts as Alice, Dana and Shane were eager to thank her for all she did to help these two along. Gloria watches in utter awestruck at how well they moved together.

The girls were speechless as Shane uttered. “No one else, fits with those two, it’s as if,” Alice finishes. “I know, like they were made for each other only.” The group was surprised, as she shrugged it off. “AH! I wouldn’t get used to that. I have my moments of sappiness too.” Meanwhile on the dance floor, two ladies made it sizzle in a sexy and lively jive.

[b]BRIAN SETZER ORCHESTRA-JUMP JIVE AND WAIL-(SONG)

BABY, BABY, IT LOOKS LIKE IT’S GONNA HAIL

BABY, BABY, IT LOOKS LIKE IT’S GONNA HAIL

YA BETTER COME INSIDE AND LET ME TEACH YA HOW TO JIVE AND WAIL[/b]

Tina’s hands clap with such enthusiasm as Porter’s feet shuffle backwards along with Tee’s. Those tears churned as memories crept back up again. “I cannot do this OK? I just cannot dance with you.” Porter’s hands were tightly grasped together. “Yes you can, just follow your heart and not your feet.” Tee inches closer as Bette shook her thoughts away. Tina’s lingers did a mock kick and jiggled. “I’ll teach you how to jive BABY.” The curly blond utters. The whistles continue as Porter’s memories invaded her again and again effortlessly. “Huh? What does this even MEAN? I don’t understand? How could I not follow my feet or the pattern of steps? Why, are there rules than?” The brunette heard hoots and hollers as Tee gripped her hand and slid her in between her legs. Tee jiggled on top of her as she passes her on by.

Porter threw her tie downwards and began to leap into the air.

Tina caught a piece of her heart and all of her this night.

“Jump and jive,” The crowd screams. The two women giggled as Bette recalls Tina’s final words that night.

“Ooh! You’ll soon know why I don’t follow rules in my dance classes.” Porter’s heart trembles and utters. “Why, don’t you follow rules Ms. Kennard?” The blond gasps out air as their hands met and began to do the little jive moments together in unison. “Rules, rules are for individuals who are too afraid of taking a risk sweetie. You see I don’t take the safe route. If I wanted to do that well I wouldn’t want to live at all you see, so soon you’ll know. You’ll know soon.” The blond utters as Bette felt a searing kiss upon her neck. Tina collapses inside of her embrace, as the dance was finished. “I do, know baby, thank you for not allowing me to follow any boring rules, rules are for bores, and you and I are far from it.”

The brunette whispers as Tee clears her sweaty face and utters.

“I love you.” “And I love you,” Bette gasps as Alice utters. “Ooh enough with the sap fest, let’s toast.” A smile displays on both women’s faces, as Tina grinned from ear to ear. As Excitement about their next step, forward together.

If she only knew, happily ever after wasn’t that easy and yet all things worth it would take a little fight in her to keep. If she only knew, it would be a ride, a ride she’d never forget in their story, about love, triumphant and most of all the art of dance.