DSMP Soulmates AU

32: Dance P4

GEORGE POV:

The dance had been going for nearly an hour when Dream drags me out on to the dance floor. I stumble over my feet as he stops. He grins at me.

"Can I have this dance?"

"I haven't got much of a choice have I?" I huff. He laughs. I still can't get over the butterflies that start to swarm every time he does that.

"Hey," I hear a girl squeak.

I look over to where it came from, and see Becky standing with her hand on Dream's arm. I fight the urge to pull it off as Dream forces a smile.

"Hey,"

"So, um- no, shut up Harley- um, I was wondering if you'd want to dance? You clearly have nothing better to do," She looks over at me snidly.

Dream laughs. "You never get the hint do you? Piss off,"

She frowns, but doesn't move away. In fact, she moves closer to him, and I look away in disgust.

"Aw, that's not very nice. I know you don't want to leave your friend, but he can wait. It's rude to not dance with someone," She pouts.

"Yeah, but it's even ruder to interupt people who were dancing. I'm going to say this one more time. Piss. Off," Dream says, venom starting to creep into his voice.

"Come on Dreamy-"

He cuts her off. "Nope. I'm having a nice time, dancing with my date, and you come along and ruin it. Now, as unpolitely as possible: fuck off," He pushes her off, and rolls his eyes.

"You should get angry more. It was hot," I smirk.

He stutters. I laugh, and pull him in for a hug.

Seconds after he pulls away, slow music starts to come on. Glancing over his shoulder suspiciously, I see Schlatt is no longer manning the booth. Probably got high or something.

"Now, as I was saying, can I have this dance?" Dream asks.

"As you fought so valiantly for it, of course," I laugh.

We dance till the song ends, only for it to be replaced by another slow song. Almost as if the gross clichés in movies were true, most people move onto the floor to dance. After about 3 slow songs, the music stops, and the mic crackles to life.

"Attention Seniors! Time to annouce Prom King and Queen! As you were aware, vallots were open for 2 weeks, and you could vote twice! Well, our fantastic committee have counted the votes, and the results are in,"

Everyone starts to crowd around the stage. Dream and I find our friends and stand with them. Behind us, I hear faint whispering. To be honest, whispering was everywhere, but I picked up this conversation. I can just about make out some bits.

"Really rude.... told her to... Dream, yeah... who was it... George?"

I stiffle my laughter. Glancing over my shoulder, I see none other than Becky and her posse. As the teacher continues to blabber on about the "great opportunities of the upcoming year", I tap Dream on the shoulder and relay what I heard. We laugh silently as the teacher calls for silence.

"Now, time for our last King and Queen to come up and present the award!" They say, clapping their hands.
"You should remember what you were told in our laat meeting, I hope," The teacher jokes.

Karl and Minx emerge on the stage, and I have a sense of deja vu as they take the spotlight. They are handed cards and mics, and have a whispered debate, no doubt about who speaks first.