DSMP Soulmates AU

29: The Dance P1

DREAM POV:

I look in the mirror. I'm in a dark green suit, with a black tie. My mom insisted on me having a rose to give to George, and I clutch it nervously. I hear a car pull up outside, and I grab my phone. I tuck it into my pocket and rush to door. I call out my goodbyes and leave. Karl is sitting in the front seat, Bad in the passenger side. I climb into the back, and sit there. Earlier, we had decided that half of us would go in one car, and the others would be in the other. The other 2 talk comfortably in the front seat, as I try my best to ignore the butterflies creating a hurricane in my stomach.

Too soon, we pull up at the school. I get out cautiously, and look around. We were the first to arrive out of the cars, luckily. A few people trickle into the school, and a large black cars grinds to a stop. I half grin, half wince. I can hear the rap pumping out the speakers from here. Our 4 other friends emerge, and Sapnap locks the doors. Karl rushes forwards and greets his boyfriends excitedly. More hesitantly, Bad and I walk forward.

"Hi," I say awkwardly to George. He waves back. I wordlessly hand the rose, and he smiles at it. He takes my hand and we walk to the others. More confident, the others chat as we wind our way towards the gym. We we get in, my breath hitches. Plastered around the room is different pride flags. The lights are flashing all the colours, and banners are floating from the ceiling. I turn to George, whose baby blue suit is blending with the lights. Again, my breath catches as I see him illuminated by the last bits of sunlight coming through the roof lights. He grins at me, and the butterflies come to life again.

I smile back. A crashing comes from beside us, and we whip around. Quackity is slumped on the floor, and Karl and Sapnap are crouched around him. I kneel next to them as Quackity stutters under his breath. I follow his gaze and swear. The normal seeming DJ turns out to be... Schlatt. Really?

The 3 of them go over to the edge of the room and sit down. I exhale. It seemed like it would be a good dance this year.

PUFFY POV:

I brake outside Niki's house. I glance once more in the mirror and get out. I rap sharply on the door, and a man I recognise as her dad opens the door. He calls up to Niki and moves away, and reveals her. My jaw drops. She's in a dark pink dress with a slit up one leg. Her hair is neatly straightened, and she has a pair of ankle boots on.

"You look- stunning," I manage. "I got the car parked," I say, gesturing behind me. Niki giggles and we walk down to the car. When we're both belted in, I drive towards the school. When we get out, Minx and Hannah are at the gates. After Minx got me to ask Niki to the dance, we changed our plans, and decided to go with Hannah instead of the others.

The four of us walk in laughing, and I carefully take Niki's hand. She looks over, and I blush. She squeezes my hand, and I smile at her. When we enter the gym, I see we were early. Only a few people are milling around, and already, some are sitting out.

The four of us find a spot in a corner, and hover around, waiting for others arrive. One of my favourite songs comes on, and I look at Niki.

"May I have this dance?" I say, extending a hand. Niki laughs lightly, and nods. I pull her out towards the dance floor, and we start dancing. By the end of the song, my cheeks hurt from smiling so much.

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Yeah, ok, it's short, but I am trying to think of some decent stuff to write, not just this musty chapter