Slow Dancing Prom Novels & Stories

With the mellow sound of the stereo, she started dancing. She was still holding his hands while she danced. She smiled at him again and lured him to dance with her. He swayed a little just so she wouldn't be upset. They dance along with the sweet music on the stereo but the way she dances has suddenly changed. It became seductive and he felt his need.

Miss said and we clapped our hands. "Your prom king is-- none other than Cole Cyprus." Miss said with a smile on her face and my eyes widened. Cole lightly spun me around before he went onto the stage and I cheered him on. "And your prom queen is-- Paige Morgan." Miss said and I cheered Paige on. Go bestie! I smiled as Miss crowned Paige and Cole. "And now may our prom king and queen please share a slow dance together?" She asked and they nodded before they walked onto the dance floor together.

he said while laughing too. We just danced to the lively music like we were crazy and we didn’t really care about the people surrounding us. Lance and Sabrina are right, I should be happy. I should enjoy this night! *** The lights suddenly turned dimmer and the lively music a while ago turned into a slow one. Everyone looked for their partner and prepared themselves to do the slow dancing. “May I?” I smiled at Lance as he lay his hand in front of me again. “Just don’t get mad at me if I step on your foot, okay?”

THE PROM {Playlist Suggestion: "Blank Space" by Taylor Swift / "you should see me in a crown" by Billie Eilish} ~CHELSEA POV~ Crawford Elite clearly didn't just have their Senior Prom in a hot gym with paper decorations and a cheap disco ball. They booked the whole grand ballroom at the Ritz-Carlton downtown. Walking through those big fancy doors felt like entering a coliseum, where everyone was just waiting for the lions to come out.

Matthew drops down on one knee with his hand extended towards Naomi. -"Well then, would you give me the honor to dance with me, little princess?" She balks for a moment before holding his hand. Matthew mind-links the band and they begin to play The Blue Danube by Johann Strauss II. Their figures are disproportional, but they still make a cute pair.

, did you know? "The first dance began, and I found myself swept away by Dylan's lead. He moved with surprising grace, his hand warm and steady on mine. He even managed to snag me a drink from the crowded punch bowl. Damian and Vanessa soon excused themselves, waving off to a group of friends who were buzzing about their prom king and queen campaign. They were nominated for prom king and queen and best couple of the year. After a few music plays, the DJ's voice came through the speakers, announcing the highly anticipated moment.

“Okay, now that you have your corsage, I want a full-frontal picture. So. get together and look at the Camera.” It takes Amara and me nearly a half hour to get out of the house. Unfortunately, or fortunately, in my case, her parents were out of town. Not that they’d care. But I’m not telling Amara that. Hand-in-hand we walk into the hotel where our prom is being held. The place is palatial. It looks like something you’d read in a fairy tale. The walls are the color of white marble and an arched doorway decorated with ornate gold trimmings. There are round tables across the room with lavender tablecloths, white China, shiny sterling silver utensils, glass flutes, and simple white flowers in a

"Get a room." We went to prom. The venue was a hotel downtown. Ballroom. Chandeliers. A photographer by the door. We took pictures. Chloe and her date. Rick and me. The whole group. Mia and Jess and Jake and everyone. I smiled. I posed. I pretended. The music started. People danced. Rick pulled me onto the floor. "You are quiet," he said. "I am dancing." "You are thinking." "I am always thinking." "Stop thinking. Just dance."

Daisy said. "Anyways since we are now together, I and Lora plan to do a show together. She sings and I dance my ballet, It will be fun and will be a big show." Nora said, lifting up one of her legs and started dancing around her room. Daisy flew away from her shoulder and started dancing ballet in the mid-air together with Nora. Nora stopped dancing after a while and smiled at her little fairy who was still dancing nonstop. She took that opportunity to excuse herself and went straight to her bathroom and took her bath.

“Oh my god, where have you been? You disappeared after that dance.” “I just needed some air,” I mumbled, eyes drifting past her toward the hallway. “You’re not leaving, are you?” she pouted. “The real fun is just starting. Daniel’s trying to convince the DJ to play ‘Moonlight Sonata’ as a joke, can you believe it? At a prom.” Despite everything, a smile cracked through me. “That... does sound like Daniel.” “Come dance,” she tugged. “Everyone wants to see you dance again. You looked like you floated the first time. Like a movie.”