Redamancy

2: dancing never hurt no one

I'm seriously loving writing this. the ideas keep popping out at me and demanding to me written. here's the next part! hope you like it just as much as i did writing it.

The song on the side is amazing. i have to dance every time i hear it.

An 8track for this story is now up! it's my longest one yet.

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-DANA

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        With my fake ID I’m able to get some vodka based drink before Marcus goes on. I weave my way through the crowd where the rest of our friends are waiting toward at a table. Where we’re sitting I can see the stage perfectly. Kyle has his arm wrapped around Iona’s shoulders and Renee is off flirting with some guy at the bar.

            “Hey, are you alright?” Iona asks over the music.

            I nod before downing my drink. Wiping my mouth, I reach across the table and take Kyle’s. “Do you mind?”

            He shakes his head. “Go ahead. I shouldn’t drink anyway since I’m driving this beauty home,” he says, looking at Iona.  

            Iona rolls her eyes. “No need to lay on the charm. You already have me.”

            I laugh at their cute couple batter. Drawing the black straw into my mouth, I sip the delicious and addicting liquid. Renee is on the dancefloor now, twirling in circles and her blonde whipping people on their faces or necks. “I should go get Renee,” I announce before leaving the table, bringing the drink with me. I can just image one of the women turning around and socking Renee in the face. Marcus is up next and we don’t need to get kicked out before hi performance.

            “Ronnie!” she exclaims when she sees me approaching her. She reaches a hand out and I take it. Renee twirls me around before going I do the same with her. Renee starts giggling before sipping more of her drink. “This band is so good! I wonder if Marcus can top them.”

            “He can,” I answer, starting to get into the band’s music.

            We start swinging us hips and Renee comes in front of me. She places her arms over my shoulders and starts grinding against me. I finish my glass and instantly want another. As we continue to dance I see a guy eyeing Renee behind us. I nod my head behind her and she looks over her shoulder. Renee is taller than me so the guy probably didn’t even see me. Renee smirks before turning so her butt is now dancing into me. She runs her fingers through her hair and goes lower—starting to twerk. The man laughs and starts to approach us. He looks to be in college, but he definitely looks like an asshole. He says something in Renee ear and I see her nod. The man walks away and she turns back to me.