It was the night of the eighth grade dance; which あなた had no 日付 for. あなた were going stag, being the loser あなた were, until your best friend Ponyboy showed up.
“You serious?” あなた ask.
“C’mon it’d be fun… And hilarious. We’d basically be making fun of all these kids. That’s one of our お気に入り things to do.” He grins.
“Fine.” あなた mutter as あなた grab his hand and lead him out to the dance floor.
あなた stand in front of him, slightly raising your head to meet his eyes. He smiles.
“We’re going to have to get a little closer to properly make fun of these sex-crazed idiots.” He grins, putting his hands on your waist and pulled あなた close, bodies pressed against each other.
“That’s better.” He mumbles.
The 音楽 starts, him starting to grind on you.
あなた stand there, completely shocked. Your relationship had never, ever been sexual. You’d always had feeling about him… But あなた thought nothing would ever happen to between us.
“You gotta do it to…” He whispers in your ear. “I don’t want it to look like I’m assaulting you. Even though I’m having fun…”
“We’ll, あなた asked for it.” あなた grinned.
あなた start moving your hips in synch, locking eyes with him, biting your lip.
あなた see the smile クロス his face, and あなた start to laugh softly. Just for show, あなた turn around and start getting low.
“Excuse me, this dancing is starting to get out of hand.” A teacher comes over, trying to wedge between you, but decides it wouldn’t be a good idea.
Ponyboy is trying not to laugh, his face turning red. “I’ll be more… Uh less provocative.” He finally says.
“Just… Take it outside…” The teacher walks away, shaking his head.
