Dear diary,
So today is Saturday. Yesterday, our last day of camping, was, magical. Why magical? Because it ended up in a midnight dance. A big campfire was at the middle. The warmness making us smile at each other, without even knowing. I smiled at people and they smiled back. It was amazing. Then, Eugene, played songs. People started getting partners but I stayed in my seat. I did what I did best, watch them. I did laugh at the boys in my group who were dancing like crazy. AND GUESS WHAT HAPPENED NEXT. NO. YOU DON'T HAVE TO GUESS! Bailey wanted to dance with me. He brought his hand down but I refused and HE FREAKING PULLED MY HAND WITH A SMILE. I was like, OLLY CRAP. THIS IS HAPPENING. THIS IS REAL. Then, at that moment, like any cliché movies or stories. A freaking slow song played. Again, I was like. FRIK FRAK! AMANDA IS SO RED. Of course, I said all of that in my head as Bailey place my hands on his neck and his hands on my waist. He said "HI" but I just nodded, looking everywhere but him. He placed his fingers on my chin and that made me look at his amazing eyes but I got pushed off by Amanda. He apologized to me but I just waved it off and told him to dance with Amanda. Aside from that, it was the most perfect midnight I had.
-Mad
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