It was 7:21pm on Friday. The party ended in an hour and 39 minutes from now. Like any party, some were dancing with a partner, some by themselves, some were eating the snacks or drinking the beverages. Even some were just sitting down, waiting for a partner or the dance's end. The party was dee-jayed by a high school girl named Harley who made sure the songs were (mostly) appropriate and played as loud as they could get away with. She took requests for a next song and tried to make people laugh and dance.
Bryan had been practicing for this for almost a whole week (he had gotten the idea on Sunday) so he took a deep breath. He started walking over to a group of boys kind of dancing but mostly talking. Harley saw him and knew it was the signal. She stopped the music, not abruptly to startle everyone but she made it slowly die out. Bryan tapped the black haired male standing in the group. Reggie turned around and saw Bryan with his left arm behind his back, learning forward slightly and holding his right hand out at him. "What?", he asked with an eyebrow raise, curious and weirded out. Bryan gave him an excited and smug look.
"C'mon snake, let's rattle."
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"c'mσn ѕnαkє, lєt'ѕ rαttlє"
Ficção Adolescente..𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯? 𝘪𝘧 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶.. just a cute little story about two 14 year old boys who confess their feelings at a school dance Info: :will have some swearing: short chapte...
