39- Swing Dancing.

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So for the past week in P.E , we've been taking swing dancing lessons because its apart of our curriculum. 

This week is our last class and then we have a choice to perform the dance with a partner in front of the school next wednesday.

The teachers have said that Im pretty good and I should do it in front of the school but i dont know.

Today the girls got to choose who our temporary partner would be.

I chose Daxton.

I like to think that we were pretty good.

//AFTER PE CLASS//

"Uhm daxton"

"yea?"

"are you gonna do the swing dancing thing on Wednesday?"

"yeah" he huffs.

"oh really? Do you have a partner?"

"yeah" 

fuck

play it off

"Oh cool, who?"

"Angie" 

"Oh."

"Yea"

"ok well i gotta go see ya"

"we have the same class next"

"yea whatever bye"

Idiot.


I planned on having Daxton as my partner for swing dancing but that clearly isnt going to happen now.

"Aye Alexia wait up!" calls Jackson from behind me.

Jackson is Jin's best friend. He's also one of my really good friends. We've all been friends since the 5th grade.

I walk backwards until im standing side by side with Jackson.

"Whats up dawg" 

"Yo are you doing the swing dancing shit?"

"Yea i guess"

"who's your partner?"

"no one at the moment"

"well lets be partners"

"hmm ill think about it" I say jokingly.

"Kay peace homie"

"Au revoir" I say mimicking the french teacher that we all hate.



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