Dear Diary,
Daniel came over to practise with me again. We choreographed our dance together. There's like a billion lifts and millions of solos within us. It's so cool. I still get that electric current when he touches me. I trust to hold me though.
We have beautiful chemistry. I love dancing with him because I can let go fully. He is funny and we have competitions all the time. It's great.
We had good laughs and awkward moments. I ate his food and he hid my water bottle. I pecked his cheek and he tickled me to death. I could smell his sweet scent. IT WAS BLISS.
He left at 9:00pm because we were practically on the floor by 8:30pm. I laid on the cool wooden floor breathless. He stayed beside me. Then when I was about to go. He pulled me against him and pulled my lips against his. I pulled away. I can't do it. It wasn't right. He let go.
"Why so shy?"
he laughed
"I can't do that. I am fourteen not seventeen."
I panted.
I seized my bag and ran back to my dorm. I fell asleep on my bed. My dreams were horrifying. It was Daniel and me. I was 18 and he was 21. He was intimate with me. I woke up at 2:00am in sweat. Ewwww! It's 2:15am. I can't sleep.
Daniel is a sweet guy but what if he is a bad guy too?
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