With A Little Help From My Friends

We exited the restroom, headed back into the gym and promptly found Rohn just within the doorway. It was as if he was waiting for us, or me I suppose, and it was true that he was.

I couldn’t see him blush in the dark of the gym but I could tell he was nervous by the tone of his voice. He asked me if I would like to dance and I panicked. I told him I didn’t know how to dance and he said he didn’t either. Oh boy! It wasn’t going to be fun or easy to get out of this one!

We both just stood there, staring at each other for what seemed like multiple eternities when Hannah intervened. Thank God for people like her! She suggested we wait for a slow dance and I just couldn’t really say much of anything.

With my few words of things that didn’t really make sense, I inspired Hannah to tell Rohn that I just wasn’t really ready to dance. He walked away, clearly dejected, and Hannah and I escaped to our hideout.

You would think I would have felt relieved but I wasn’t…what was wrong with me?

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