We went into the gym and made a little circle with our group. We tried out some goofy dance moves and before you know it, I was having a really great time. And then the slow song came on. Oh crap, awkward! Everyone just kind of collapsed into each other’s arms, but Wes and I stood awkwardly aside.
Suddenly Wes grinned at me and bowed, his hand extended, “May I have this dance?â€?
I laughed, all my discomfort swept away, “Why thank you sir, you may.â€?
We slow danced around in a small circle, and everything began to feel like it would be ok again. And then Carson had to go screw it up.
On passing us he said, “You should get him dirty dancing Barbie Dench, you should see him go.â€?
Wes blushed furiously, “Shut up Carson,â€? he muttered.
“What? You guys are practically together why not get some action going? I mean heck, you did it to that random girl.â€?
The song ended and people began clapping and cheering as Wes spun around practically shouting, “I said shut up!â€?