Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 74
“We can have a dance party,” Georgia suggested as
she stood up. She pushed the table of food against
the wall and plugged in her iPod speaker. She started
playing music and flailing her arms wildly.
Weston was next to join her and then surprisingly
Sabrina. I was grinning now and Sierra was slowly
shaking her head, as if disappointed. Jonah crawled
back onto the couch and I decided to sit between
him and Sierra.
“Why aren’t you dancing?” I asked him.
He turned to look at me with a deadpanned
expression. “I told you; I can’t dance the moves I
know in public.”
I rolled my eyes as Sierra looked at me with an
annoyed expression. “He constantly says that; he
actually can’t dance.”
“I can, too! Just give me a pole, a speedo and a stack
of ones!” Jonah retorted and I started laughing loudly.
Sabrina and Georgia came over to the couch and
Sabrina grabbed Sierra’s arm and Georgia yanked
mine. I was tugged towards the middle of the living
room where Georgia proceeded to flail her arms.
Weston was no better at dancing; he was attempting
to do the running man. I watched as he fell and
smacked his face on the carpet but he got up and
continued trying while nobody acknowledged his
slipup. You know what they say: If you fall face first
into a carpet, get up and try again.
Sabrina was shaking her head wildly in beat of the
song and I winced, that’s going to give her a
headache. Sierra was doing the Hokey Pokey and fist
pumping. I realized that the whole group of
teenagers in this room can’t dance.
I looked over at Jonah who had the exact same
expression on his face, cringing in pain. I looked back
at Weston who was now keeled over in pain. I
slowly made my way over to the couch but with no
intentions of sitting down.
“Hey,” I smiled as I reached Jonah. He was casually
seated on the couch, staring at the dancers. His eyes
met mine and he smiled.
“Hello,” he greeted. I reached down and grabbed his
hand, yanking him upward. Luckily, he wasn’t
expecting that or else he would’ve put up a fight. I
pulled him towards the group of people and he
stumbled forward. “These people can’t dance.”
“I’ve noticed,” I replied as I bumped my shoulder
into his. He stared at me for a moment before
bumping his shoulder into mine.
“You’re crazy, you know that?” ne asked me and I
nodded.
“Yes, yes I do,” I replied as I bumped his shoulder
one last time.
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We were seated on the carpet, talking. The dance
party didn’t last long. It took twenty minutes for
Weston to get tired of his failures and Georgia to get
tired of her arm flailing.
“What’s your middle name?” I asked Georgia and she
sighed.
“Rose,” she admitted in a defeated tone.
“Is your dad a dentist?” I asked her and she rolled her
eyes at me but smiled. “Why don’t you guys go to
our school?”
Weston was casually inch-worming across the
carpet while Georgia scrolled on her phone. “We go
to school down the street.”
“Which is where we were going to go, but it was
full,” Jonah replied and I frowned.
“I wish it had one spot left,” I sighed while Jonah
turned to look at Sabrina.
“She wants you to switch to JHS, Sabrina,” he said as
he looked at her. She snorted before shaking her
head.
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