It was the night of the eighth grade dance; which bạn had no ngày for. bạn were going stag, being the loser bạn were, until your best friend Ponyboy showed up.
“You serious?” bạn ask.
“C’mon it’d be fun… And hilarious. We’d basically be making fun of all these kids. That’s one of our yêu thích things to do.” He grins.
“Fine.” bạn mutter as bạn grab his hand and lead him out to the dance floor.
bạn 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 bạn close, bodies pressed against each other.
“That’s better.” He mumbles.
The âm nhạc starts, him starting to grind on you.
bạn stand there, completely shocked. Your relationship had never, ever been sexual. You’d always had feeling about him… But bạn 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, bạn asked for it.” bạn grinned.
bạn start moving your hips in synch, locking eyes with him, biting your lip.
bạn see the smile vượt qua, cross his face, and bạn start to laugh softly. Just for show, bạn 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.
