Save a Dance For Me. (Sequel to Love Suicide, a Ryder Lynn Love Story)

I feel so disconnected.

"You are a strong confident women." 

"I am a strong confident women." I repeated, fixing my hat. 

"You don't need to prove yourself to anyone." 

"I don't need to prove myself to anyone." I repeated, tying my boots. 

"Ryder doesn't deserve your ass." 

"Ryder doesn't deserve my ass!" 

Bianca held her hands out and I slapped them with mine. "You look great." 

"You do too, I love your boots." I admired. 

Bianca chuckled. "You should." She fluffed her hair and grabbed our bags. "I got them from your closet." 

"I knew they looked familiar." I groaned, following her down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Should I bring a sweater? This top is kind of breezy." 

"No, don't. You look perfect." Bianca chattered, buttering some toast. "A sweater would just ruin it." 

"Stop hitting on me, we're cousins." I joked, taking a piece of toast from her and taking a large bite. "Hurry up, I'll drive." 

"Can I drive?" She asked, stopping outside the front door and locking it. 

I laughed and opened my jeep door. "That's funny. Nobody drives my jeep." 

"I bet you let Ryder drive it." She teased. Opening her door and getting in. 

"I did not. That bastard never even sat in this seat." I stated, starting the engine and slowly pulling out. "I wouldn't even let him fiddle with my radio." Bianca with drew her hand from my stereo and set them in her lap. "Driver picks the music, passenger shut his pie hole." 

"You watched far too much Supernatural this summer." 

"You weren't here okay?! You don't know." I exclaimed, "My Netflix, dancing, and eating ice cream with Jake and Kitty, these are the only things I had." 

"Well I'm here now." 

"And that means a lot to me." I smiled, gingerly. 

"Also, never let anyone see your feet. Those are the nastiest things I have ever seen in my life." She gagged. 

I scoffed, "These are feet of champions. I've won multiple competitions with these masterpieces." 

"Yes, sure. But they still ran Frankenstein out of town." She reminded. 

I rolled my eyes and pulled into the school parking lot. "I really don't know if thats accurate or not." I stepped out of the jeep and a huge breeze blew past me, blowing my hair into my face. I quickly grabbed my hat, securing it on my head.