MIXTAPE: High School Ballers

dancing in the dark, preston pippen

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- PRESTON PIPPEN -
- DANCING IN THE DARK -

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i want to run wild in the middle of the night
right under the moon, bodies glowing in the night
i want to dance in the dark and never stop
we gonna light up the night like shooting stars

i jumped awake as my phone started ringing and quickly pressed the power button so the ringer would stop. answering the call, i turned to face my window, the moons light pouring into my room. "hello?" my voice asked raspy.

"hey! what're you doing?" my boyfriend preston asked. "sleeping. like a normal person. what're you doing?"

"on my way to pick you up." my eyes widened when he said that. "no you're not. it's too late."

"come outside."

i quickly got out of bed and looked out my window. surely, preston was outside in his black car. he waved to me excitedly when he saw me.

i threw on a pair of white sweatpants and a black halter top, pairing it with prestons white jacket i stole.

i grabbed a backpack and threw whatever snacks and drinks i saw into it.

this is preston we're talking about. who knows how long we'll be out.

i hopped into the car, automatically giving preston an annoyed look. "where're we going?"

"girl do you trust me?" i nodded as a response. "then shut up and let me drive." i laughed a little and smiled.

after a few minutes we were on a cliffside. in the distance we could see the lights from the pier ferris wheel. (definitely not taking this idea from an area on gta)

"let's dance." preston said, taking my hand and pulling me up. "what?" i asked.

preston rolled his eyes, "are you awake yet? i said let's dance."

and so we danced. slowly, for hours on the cliff with nothing but faint music and the chatter of people on the boardwalk.