...was asked to dance by a senior in high school. Yep. It's true.
There was a dance at the institute and I felt like dancing. Austin didn't go, but that wasn't going to stop me from having a good time. When I got there, I found out that it was senior's night (no there weren't a bunch of old people, the high school seniors were invited), I might not have gone had I known that from the get go, but I was already there, so I stayed. The most lame thing about the dance was they left the lights on, because obviously, us young single adults cannot keep our hands to ourselves.
Well, back to the high school senior. A slow song had started to play and slowly, all the girls around me were asked to dance. I was left standing by myself. Then here comes this young looking kid, and he asks me to dance. He was really nice and actually did a good job of keeping the conversation going (I could tell he was really nervous, it was his first YSA dance after all). I was humored that he was so young.
1 comment:
uhhhhh... don't invite the yung un's if you are afraid one of the YSA's are gunna take advantage of them. Seriously.... a dance with the lights on. I'd have left. I look idiotic enough in the dark.
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