Dancing with a Stranger

''Finally, I can work on m-'' I abruptly halt my all my movements. Is that...music? I slowly walk to one of the dance studio's and peek inside. In the room I see a boy dancing. At first I was scared, but then I noticed him dancing. He seemed to flow from one movement to the other. Every move was perfect and exactly on the beat. The music slowly came to an end and he stood there for a couple seconds, just trying to regain his composure again. Then he turned around and our eyes locked on each other.

Hey! I'm Bo and I'm the writer of this book. I hope you enjoy it! If you want you can comment anything you'd like (but please do keep it respectful). If I made any mistakes also do comment them, you can help me make this book even better! Thank you for listening to my ranting, and let's get into the story, shall we!