Dance With Drama Novels & Stories

“One more drink and then we dance!” Another hour and a few drinks later, and I’m shaking my groove thang on the dance floor. Daphne and Viviana are giggling with me. Even Rina seems like a nicer person now. Daphne skips- the girl is literally skipping in high heels- over to Renz. He and Lucas are sitting at a table next to the dance floor, sulking like two kids in the timeout corner. “Renz! Dance with me!” Daphne doesn’t even give him a chance to answer. She drags his giant body onto the dance floor.

Even that redhead who gave me trouble on my first day dances in your barely moving mountain. I hide my smile, leaning against Stone who is talking with Kai, Zeno and some other guy who is in our gym class. Kira is already dancing with other girls. Your hands on your hips as they rock their butts on her. Kira player. She moves fast. She must have felt me staring and turns to look at me. She moves from the beautiful blonde, fighting the crowd. - Come to dance! I look to Stone for support, but of course he

He said before holding my hand and put it above his shoulders, then he guided me towards the center, and we slowly danced together with the soft music. And while dancing, I realized who he was. He was that jerk who asked if I need company earlier. The one I ignored. And with a heavy heart because of the scene I just witnessed, I can't believe that I found myself dancing with a jerk.

Aaron continued to guide me through the dance floor, skillfully maneuvering us to the other side as if running away from Davidson. The sound of cheering caught my attention, drawing my gaze to the source of the commotion. There, I saw Dylan dancing with a little girl, the one he had introduced to everyone as his wife. As he twirled her through the air, her laughter was very loud, and his smile mirrored hers. It was a heartwarming sight, one that painted a beautiful picture of familial joy.

Rita pours the liquor into the glasses. "Drink up, time to turn up." She says in a demanding tone. I take the small glass and throw the burning liquor down my throat. My throat burns slightly as the liquid goes down. I breathe a sigh. Davina drags me to the dance floor. She starts to dance and does it gracefully and I join her. The tequila must be kicking in now. We dance so hard that we forget whose watching. I look to my right and see Rita grinding on a guy. I chuckle deeply.

Nadine grumbled under her breath when she turned away another man. “I bet you they still won't get it. They just won't take no for an answer.”Kim scoffed in disdain and downed her glass. “Screw them, girls. Let's dance!”Lara shouted and they collectively stood up while I remained seated. “Come on, El!”Rhea dragged me to the dance floor and awkwardly watched how they danced and tried copying them. We cheered for Rhea when she started having a showdown with another girl. Nadine danced too close to me and it felt weird but not totally uncomfortable.

Even if they came across me on the outside, their faces wouldn't betray a single hint of recognition. I loved this place, because it allowed me to unleash my true self. "My dearest patrons…" I threw the rose into the crowd, watching as they scrambled to catch it. "Thank you for watching my dance." I bowed gracefully, before hooking a finger under my bodice, slipping it off. "My name is Rose, and I will be having the pleasure of performing for you starting today." I scanned their faces, picking out tonight's target. This really was… An intoxicating night!

Which is more vodka than anything. “Business.” Is all he says and I nod my head, not really interested, as I want to dance some more. I stand up, and Lola follows as we go back to the dance floor. Dancing with her to DNA Loving You by Billie Gillies. I get lost in the music once more when I feel hands move to my waist. I stiffen slightly, but for some reason, I relax as I dance back into who it is. I turn my head and see the most gorgeous man I have ever seen.

The wind whistled as Kyra as she would be called today danced, her heart beating fast as adrenaline pumped through her veins , her back arching ,her feet raising the dust ,her blue eyes dissolved into void leaving behind an absent minded white cornea , the drum changed it tune and it became quite intense , loud to every one ears but she only could hear from the far subconscious part of her mind. Wyatt stared at the event unfolding right before his very eyes ,he was bemused about everything, about the drummers who were now dancing with the flow of the ungod like music themselves, about the people who appeared to be engrossed into the ritual themselves and right in the middle of everything

Her dad owns a dance studio and that's where they met. "I Wish that I Could Hurt that Way" played and Mackayla's dad danced with Zarria. "Three Chords and the Truth" played and Mackayla walked to Blake he handed Brenda to Carson when she asked him to dance. He stood and easily pulled her into his arms. She heard her sister snicker a bit before she saw David pull Mari into his arms and dance too. Mackayla rested her head on Blake's chest as his hand curved around her hip the other one resting lightly on her back just above her butt. "Does this mean our deal is over or just suspended?" Blake whispered low and