Dance, Dance

Nora has always been a sucker for the feeling of freedom. Of not being stopped by anyone and just run your own race. This defines who she is. No one gets to tell her what to do. At home, she's content. But the feeling of being trapped is starting to slowly climb up her walls, so when her dad gets a new job on the other side of the ocean, she decides to take a leap of faith in hope that she will get a taste of what it feels like to leave everything behind, and goes with him. First she meets Eva, and hot-headed constant PMS-er and potential best friend. She's also, like Nora, Scandinavian. But not long after meeting Eva, she meets Drake. And Drake might just be what will trap her in the US. He certainly has the muscles to hold her down, you know, from all the dancing. And the looks and the body to make her stay willingly. Since she's so tired of satisfying everyone else before her, she's finished with people's bullshit. And Drake is done with sorrow. He has danced his whole life, and it has been what has kept him going for so long. Maybe he is ready to let Nora show him something else. Will Nora's feelings for Drake outweight her fear of being trapped, or will she return to what she had home in Stockholm?