Serena Dance Novels & Stories

Serena was watching one of them when Theo appeared beside her and held out his hand. “You promised me something.” She glanced at his hand before looking up at him. “I don’t remember signing anything.” “I have witnesses.” “Unreliable ones, I’m sure.” Theo waited, smiling, and Serena eventually placed her hand in his. “One dance.” “I’ll try to survive the restriction.” He led her onto the floor. Serena hadn’t expected Theo to be particularly good at dancing. She wasn’t sure why. Perhaps because she’d grown accustomed to seeing him around racetracks, where everything about him belonged to speed, machinery and controlled aggression.

And we laughed so hard our stomachs ached. "Let's go girls, let's shake some ass!" Camille got up abruptly and pulled Ivana and me from our seats. I wobbled on my all-white Air forces steadying me thanking the gods that I didn't agree on wearing those stupid death traps they called heels. "I don't feel like dancing, I'll just stay here, if it's okay with you guys?" Iva mumbled sheepishly and Cami and I let her making our way down to the dance floor.