We're Not Monsters

Dance Time!

[Dylan's POV]

We ran in to get our tickets. The song titanium was currently playing. It was almost over though.

After getting tickets we walked inside.

"Wow.." Zoe said gasping.

It was perfect.

The lights were changing every few seconds to a different color.

The DJ was nicely set up.

There was perfect lighting.

And I was with my wonderful friends.

Conor and Megan walked up.

"Long time no see Zoe," Conor said laughing along with Megan.

They had a little group hug, and chatted for about two minutes.

Conor and Megan finally left, so I could dance with Zoe.

"Could I have the honor of a dance with this beautiful maiden?" I asked I a prince tone, and bowed.

"I'd be honored," Zo said, sounding just like a princess, and curtsied.

I was surprised she wasn't a real princess, she could obviously be one. Yet, I did see her as one, in my eyes.

[Emma's POV]

Me and Logan got separated from Dylan and Zo. We started dancing anyway. Maybe we would run into them later.

"So.. You look wonderful," Logan said, smiling like an idiot.

I laughed, it was just to funny when he used that smile.

"What?" He asked, confused.

"That smile though! It's just too cute!" I yelled, still smiling.

He gasped.

"How dare you call me cute! I am HANDSOME," he yelled like the snobby rich men you sometimes see in movies.

I started laughing again.

He held out his hand suddenly.

"Would you like to dance?" He asked.

I nodded, and took his hand.

That's when the slow song came.

[Zoe's POV]

Me and Dylan were dancing to the end of a song, when a slow song came on.

He looked at me and smiled.

He suddenly grabbed my waist, and pulled me closer. I nearly tripped.

"That was sudden," I said laughing.

"I've been told, suddenness gets the ladies," he said smirking, and raising his eyebrows.

"Never heard that one before," I said, trying to stop my laughter.

He looked at me and smiled.

We were swaying back I forth, I don't think either of us knew how to dance.

"I don't think we're so good at this," Dylan said, chuckling.

"Doesn't look like it," I replied, giggling.

My arms were around his neck, and his arms around my waist.

For 13 year olds, we seems pretty grown up. We had already killed a few people. Don't get me wrong, they were trying to kill us. Yet, we all had gone through alot, and that made us different.

I liked it.

Dylan looked at all the other people, and so did I.

"Gosh.. We're the only ones really dancing, besides Emma and Logan," I said, after looking at everyone.