Brookelles POV:
I smile up at him and grab his neckn pulling him in to kiss him. He grabs my waist and pulls me close to him.
I pull away and say "we should probably get out there and start the dance."
"Your probably right. Let's go." He says pulling me, but slowly, out the door.
"Okay! Quiet down please! This first song is for the bride and groom." The DJ says and starts playing the song.
Dylan wraps his arms around my waste and I wrap my arms around his neck and slowly start stepping back and fourth. I soon recognise the song, Marry me, by Train. I softly start singing along. "Marry me, today and everyday marry me, if I ever get the nerve to say hello in this cafe, say you will."
"More like 'the nerve to say hello in this bookstore'." Dylan says laughing slightly. I smile at him and keep dancing.
Soon the song was over and everyone filled the dance floor.
"Wanna go get some drinks?" Dylan asks me. I smile and nod.
He grabs two cups and fills them with Bud light. We got the kegs for cheep from Lindsey's brother, so it wasn't a lot to spend.
I take the cup and take a drink, wincing at first but then soon getting used to it.
Soon me and Dylan were dancing like idiots, but we were too drunk to care.
"Okay, if we could have every ones attention, we are going to do a dollar dance. So boys line up at brookelles line and girls at dylan's." Said carren, our friend who helped set it all up.
About after thirty to fourty- five minutes later, the dollar dance was finally all over.
Raise your glass, by pink came on and I made Dylan come out and dance with me. I started shouting out the words while holding my cup in the air, 'Right, right, turn off the lights, we gonna lose our minds tonight.
What's the delio?
I love when its all too much, 5 am turn the radio up!
Where's the rock and roll?
Party crasher,
Penny snatcher,
Call me up if you want gangsta!
Don't be fancy, just get dancey!
Why so serious?
So raise your glass if your wrong, in all the right ways!
All my under dogs
We will never be, never be anything but loud and nitty gritty little freaks!" I finish singing and then we just go get more drinks.
The party ends around 3:00 the next morning and we get a ride to our trailer, from Dylan's mom.
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We Made It (dylan obrien)
De Todosequel to Will We Make It? (if you haven't read that yet.. I recommend you do.) The rest of Brookelles and Dylan's story.
