Novel & Cerita Dance Singing

Dancing was a way for us to connect, to lose ourselves in the music and the movement. Rominic had always been a captivating presence to me. While he might not have been the most talented singer, mainly because he didn't put in the effort to practice, his voice was truly breathtaking. I had always longed for a man who could sing for me and dance with me, and Rominic fit that description perfectly. He possessed the ability to do both, and I cherished those moments when we could lose ourselves in the rhythm and the melody.

CHAPTER NINETEEN “Oh my god!” I exclaimed with full-on laughter. “Disco overload, I’m diamond, you know I glow…!” Ridley continued singing along with a remote improvised as a microphone to his mouth while the music was loud. His voice cracked multiple times, but it did not hinder his performance. My laugh only grew louder and longer as he continued to bust his moves, following the song's choreography by what he had explained to be a popular Korean boy group. “You are going to break some bones,” I told him after controlling my laugh. He was really sliding and popping a hip on the shiny marble floor, which if I may add was also slippery.

,sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} Serena Esposito Calily seemed nowhere to be found. I had somehow lost her while dancing. For some reason, a particular male kept ogling me as I danced. Guess this was the part I was good at… Dancing. I flip my hair as I swayed my waist from left to the right. I twirled round the dance floor. With my hands behind my ear, I moved to the rhythm of the music. It was a song by popular artist Cardi B. Titled, I like it.

someone shouted my name. I don't know who was it, was it Rina, Irene, or whoever? I shook my hand and started dancing as we all get wasted. I closed my eyes and get lost in the music, and I too, shouted when everyone started shouting and cheering over something. Then, I heard the DJ announce that he's gonna play something from the 70's, something famous from Western, and then the Dancing Queen started playing. I opened my eyes to see most girls on the dance floor singing with the song and I sing too as I know the song too well. Rina came in front of me laughing and we both dance as the song hit its chorus.

“It’s not even in sync with the music.” “Damn, you really don’t like my dance moves huh?” I stopped from dancing and I was already catching my breath. It was about time that the music was reeling to an end and then it suddenly changed to Careless Whisper. The intro of the music was overtly sensual, kind of dirty and I just thought of something naughty almost immediately. I began dancing like I’m inside a club for male strippers, waving my entire body from my chest to my stomach going down under. I made sure that the moves I made enhanced my muscles. August was just quiet and stern that made it somehow difficult for me to read his thoughts.

Pointing to her empty cup, she burps and murmurs, “Doesn’t taste as good as they say it does.” She giggles, I kick her stool and she fixes me a glare that vanishes as soon as the DJ starts a new song. My body sways to the beat, I snap my fingers, singing along to Coldplay’s jam. Maria eyes the dancefloor with longing but stays put on her seat. I am a bad dancer but she’s not. Being a great dancer must come with her singing ability because she does both so effortlessly. Bodies grind against each other on the dancefloor, the bartender attends to other customers for a bit before we are left alone in the bar again.

He asked, rummaging at the cupboard. “Certainly, not,” she said. “Can you make some pizza?” She looked at him, smiling. She could almost see the sincerity of the woman at the man who started to prepare the ingredients he needed for the request. Then another scenario unfolded. She was at a party. She couldn’t see anyone whom she recognized and she couldn’t hear anything else aside from the blast of music on the speaker. This is definitely not a place she would go to. She wonders what she is doing here. She went around and saw someone, at the ledge of the bar, she dances well but she already looks drunk. She was dancing with some people on the ledge, I could see other people following her move

We continued dancing in that position still, his head in between my shoulder and neck while we both snickered at our stupid actions, yet neither one of us was mature enough to stop. “Baby, can’t you see, I’m calling.” He sang with a wide grin, his breath hitting my neck, making me giggle. “A guy like you should wear a warning. It’s dangerous.” I continued with the song as we moved from side to side, then with another, we returned to our normal dance move, his hand on waist. “I’m falling.” We sang together over the soft music, it was “Toxic” By Britney spears (Fifty shades darker version) then grinned like the idiots we were.

I thought he was only making an excuse not to dance. When he was done, he went back beside his girlfriend. He couldn’t look straight. Serves him right. “Your dance never changed, Danny,” Yuri teased him. “Shut up, Yuri. If I had the chance to dare you, I would make you sing. Don’t challenge me,” Danny said, still embarrassed. Yuri only laughed, “Even if you make me laugh, no one will laugh at me because I can sing well now. My lovely Jam taught me how to sing.” He said proudly. Danny only raised his middle finger and spun the bottle again.

She had been singing the same lines over and over again throughout the ride. Carrying her, Aiden unlocked the door of the house. The problem was while singing, she was trying to dance too in his arms and Aiden didn’t want her head to get bumped by the door or the doorway. “Yo yo yo. Muster up the courage. Muster up the courage. Dancing bells. Hmm hmm, dancing bells.” “Ok, cupcake. I have mustered up enough courage. Now shoo.” Elara pouted and stopped singing. Her eyes were now taking in his face.