Dance

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There was a dance at your school, because school had just started up again.

Sitting next to your best friend, you leaned over, "Hey Av, you coming to the dance?"

He shrugged, "I really don't know."

"You should..."

"Okay, I'll think about it."

"Yay!" you giggled, giving him a side hug.

He chuckled, smiling at you.

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The dance was casual, so you were supposed to wear like, shorts and a t-shirt.

You had to pay admission, so you did that, also buying a few glowsticks, and walked into the dance.

It was already crowded and people were already grinding on each other.

Okay but I recently went to a dance at my school and literally everyone was hoe-ing around. (It was lit though)

Looking for Avi, you eventually found him leaning against the wall.

"Hey," you greeted, hugging him.

"Hey! I was waiting for you to get here," he said with wide eyes.

You cocked your head.

"People were trying to dance on me," he said lowly.

You giggled, "I'm sorry, but I don't really blame them. You are hot."

He blushed.

You blushed as well at his blushing.

He chuckled and you handed him a glowstick.

"What's this for?" he asked.

"Wear it like a bracelet."

He raised an eyebrow.

You rolled your eyes, "Here, give me your hand."

He did so, and you put the glowstick around his wrist.

He chuckled, waving it around.

You attempted to put your own glowstick on, but you failed.

"Let me help," Avi took it from you, wrapping it around your wrist.

You smiled up at him as he did this.

At this point, everyone was still grinding everywhere, so you stood with Avi against the wall.

Soon enough, a slow dance came on, and couples gathered, dancing together.

You looked down, knowing that some girl was probably going to ask Avi to dance with her, and him being the sweet boy he was, he would dance with her.

You sighed, but suddenly Avi grabbed your hands.

"Wanna dance?" he asked, smirking.

You blushed and giggled, "Sure, basscannon."

You wrapped your arms around his neck, blushing, as he trailed his hands down your sides, resting on your hips.

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