12 Barbie Dancing Novels & Stories

Without hesitation, she chose dare. Barbie then requested to ask the dare on Nathan's behalf. "I dare you to give Nathan a steamy lap dance and finish it off with a light kiss on the lips," Lucinda said with a wicked smirk. Nathan grinned as Lucinda attempted to take a drink. "Stop being boring and just do it," another girl stated, taking the drink from Lucinda.

With a playful grin, he said, "What are you waiting for? Get up and dance." The rich kids responded, "Yeah, show us your best moves! Let Gilbert see who's got the smoothest moves and the most flexible body!" "The one who dances best might even take home a big prize tonight. Gilbert might just bring you back with him, haha." The bunny girls blushed, murmuring, "Okay." They began to sway and twist, all of them models and internet celebrities skilled at dancing. Their young, supple bodies moved like a ribbon swaying in the air. Coupled with the raucous cheers of the rich kids, they became the most dazzling sight in the entire bar.

I whine. If its possible she makes it look even cuter, ughh " Fine just one drink and song, then I'm calling an uber" I say seriously. She nods her head enthusiastically. Rolling my eyes, we make our way to the bar. Its safe to say we didn't stop after one glass. And we danced to alot more songs than one. And the stranger watching me, long forgotten. Feeling my limbs tire from all the dancing, I make my way to the bar again, asking the bartender for another.

Someone was in the bathroom, and that would probably be Virginia. "Gosh, I'm tired," I muttered. Soon, whoever was in the bathroom, jerked the door open. And yeah, it was Barb. Virginia would never be so violent to open a mere door. "Woohoo!" Barb cried. She had a towel across her chest, and another around her hair. As soon as she spotted me, she threw her arms up, starting to dance like SpongeBob SquarePants. "My project has been accepted! I'm officially done with this damn school! I'm gonna graduate!"

My best friend then pulled up a chair, raising my eyebrows in confusion at her new idea. "We're also going to do chair dancing," she announced casually, causing my jaw to drop. "What?! Hell no!" "Come on, girl! This is a once-in-a-lifetime chance to showcase your charisma!" Barra persisted, trying to convince me. As we were in the midst of our discussion, we heard knocks on the door, causing us to turn in its direction. I saw a stunning woman curiously peeking inside the practice room. She exuded an angelic aura and seemed incredibly approachable. I couldn't help but be in awe of her beauty.

I am finding a comfortable spot when I saw a brown girl kissing a guy’s neck found it chessy worthy. And then again, I saw a girl seducing dancing on a guy’s lap. Never thought in the first place that I will come to this bar, well didn’t know that this will go wild. I’m still strolling when I saw a tall girl casually talking to a guy, it caught my attention because they’re the only one who isn’t dancing, just like me. I was about to approach them when the music stopped and the mic turned on.

Blue. "Let's dance" Jayden said, making her realize he was still there. She was going to refuse, but changed her mind. A dance, huh? It was during this dance that she embarrassingly fell in her past life. "Sure thing" He led her to the dance floor. Others began to join and soon, the floor became full. Marie narrowed her eyes, impatiently waiting for the results of what she did. The heels were supposed to be broken by now. She had tampered with the heel and with just the right force, it will break apart. They have been dancing for almost twenty minutes. Lily saw this through her peripheral vision and could barely hold the smirk.

the bartender asked. “I would like a Big Cheezy original with a coke and a shot of Jack on the side,” Claudia said as she pulled out her ID to show the bar tender since she knew she didn’t look a day over 18. “I will take the flying dragon and a Jager bomb,” Sean said and showed his ID as well so Claudia wouldn’t feel bad for having to show hers. After the bartender left, Claudia turned to Sean and raised her eyebrow at him. “What was that?” she asked, “He didn’t even ask for yours.”

, he said, showing off his braced teeth Misty was tall and rather thin with an assuming mustache on the top of his upper lip. Avila forced a smile, even though she knew it was all a facade. Misty didn't care about her, or any of the other dancers. He only cared about the money they brought in. "Thanks, Misty," said Avila, grabbing her bag and heading for the door. "I'll see you tomorrow."

She fumbled with the frame, and it slipped from her hands, shattering on the floor. "What are you doing there?" Dante's voice was cold, cutting through the heavy silence.