We arrived. I felt out of place. This was not my forte. Going to some dance with my mom? No, thanks.
My mom is cool, but the stuff she brings me to are weird.
I glanced around, hating the whole scene in front of me. There was too many people. Why can't I just be back at home in my shell of antisocial-ness?
"Go dance. Enjoy yourself. It's a competition, by the way." I stared at her, gobsmacked. Since when was I in a dance competition? She must be absolutely bonkers, I can't even dance. I probably have two left feet — why don't people say two right feet?
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The Mystery Man | completed
Cerita Pendek"What happened? Are you okay?" "It was weird, it was as if I was dancing with Lucifer himself." ~ In which a girl believes she has met Lucifer, the Devil. --- COVER CREDIT: peakybooo (give her some love, she's honestly an amazing person) Highest ran...
