*Mikayla POV*I hop in the back of Matt's car and pull out my phone. I go on Twitter and read some comments and stuff.
The whole way there we just talk about random stuff that is on our minds. Finally we get there.
I jump out. I walk to Ainslee who is getting out of Adams car.
"Where is your mask?" I ask.
"Oh yeah! Its still in my seat." She grabs her mask and puts it on her face.
"Come on let's go in." We walk to the guy and give him our tickets. We walk in and Bad Blood by Taylor Swift is playing. Me and Jaela love this song!
I start to look around and I find her. I come and we start to jump and scream like maniacs.
Soon there is a big huddle around us. I laugh. Shouldn't they be dancing too? Might as well have fun while we are at it!
I walk to the circle and grab a random guys hand and pull him in the circle with me. He looks attractive from what he looks like. I can't see his face though.
Jaela grabs Nole and starts to dance with him also. My guy looks confused but seems to be having fun.
Finally the song ends and I am stuck in the middle of the song ends and I am stuck in the middle of the floor with a random guy I don't even know. I just walk to Jaela.
"Mikayla, do you know the guy you just man handled and started to dance with?" Jaela ask.
"Of course not! What's the point of coming to a school dance alone if you are not going to have some fun with people you will probably never speak to again?" I asks. She shrugs and laughs. Then walks away.
The guy I just danced with walks up to me and taps my shoulder. I turn around.
"Hey, you just made me dance with you, now I'm making you dance with me." He says and drags me to the dance floor. I just laugh and go along with it.
Little Things by One Direction is on. We just dance like regular people. He puts his hands on my hops and mine on his shoulders.
"Your cool how you just danced with me when I grabbed you and started danced with me. Most guys would just freeze there and look stupid." I say.
"I was actually surprised. You didn't grab someone even the slightest bit popular. I would think you and you antisocial group wouldn't allow you to speak to anyone." He says.
"Oh my gosh! Is that what this school thinks of us! WE ARE NOT ANTISOCIAL!" I scream.
"Ok ok. Don't want to hurt your vocal cords princess." He says.
"My vocal cords are fine thank you very much! Wait, did you just call me princess."
"Yapsolutely." He replies.
"You! Your the guy I met at the football game! Bryan!" I say.
"That's me!"
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Junior Year
Teen FictionThese best friends are trying survive relationships, school, and trouble all through high school junior year