Stranger Things Snowball Dance Novels & Stories

The cool sweetness melted across my tongue. He drew me gently into the crowd as the music swelled. People cheered and spun around us. Beyond the dancers, I caught Anna's wink. Our mother smiled from her chair. My vision blurred for a moment. Dante lowered his head until his forehead rested against mine. "Are you happy now?" he asked quietly. I wrapped my arms around his neck and brushed a kiss against his lips. "Yes. This is the most beautiful dance I have ever had." —The End

But I wasn’t about to wait for this cesspool of a show to dictate my steps any longer. I pushed open the iron door to the rooftop, pulling out the portable speaker I had prepared in advance. Setting up my phone, I opened my live-streaming app. "Hello, everyone," I began, my voice steady as rain drizzled around me. "I’m Victoria Dean. I apologize for meeting you all under these circumstances. “But as a dancer, I want to show you that the most powerful performances don’t need elaborate embellishments. This dance has a real name. It’s called, the Unyielding Rose in the Rain.”

Maya mixed something purple and horrifying. Max mixed something neon green that should’ve been illegal. We clinked plastic cups. “To the sleepover of the century!” Maya declared. Everyone cheered, thene music started. Someone turned on a playlist full of 2000s bops. We danced the most unserious dances imaginable. At some point, Max attempted a backflip. He failed spectacularly. Sienna filmed it in slow motion. Face masks came next. Sienna carefully applied Sophie’s. It was cute. Meanwhile

Daniel said to Alessio with his hands up in the air in ‘what the hell, dude’ gesture. I giggled from Alessio’s chest and wrapped my arms around his waist. Daniel turned his attention to Lara and threw the snowball at her again who was just trying to get the snow out of her hair. “DANIEL!” she screamed at him like a banshee and threw a snowball at him. He dodged, moved to the side, and the ball landed on my head.

Maria said, “because the dance is in like two days, and I still don’t have a date.” Thankfully, as always, she came to Scarlet’s rescue and changed the subject. Scarlet was relieved. Yet, at the same time, she had changed the topic to one that was even more stressful: Friday’s dance. The big Halloween Ball. Every year, there was a big outdoor dance down on the football field, and the school had a huge bonfire and marshmallow roast. It was the kiss of death to show up without a date. You could get away with it as a freshman, or as a sophomore, but definitely not as a junior or senior. And being a junior, the pressure was really on Scarlet this year.

one of the girls in the hallway questioned her friends, who could only shrug in response, equally puzzled. Suddenly, a girl came sprinting into the hallway where the students congregated. All eyes turned toward her as she excitedly announced, "Guys, Thorian and a fellow student are having a dance battle in the studio, and Thorian is absolutely crushing it!" Her words spread like wildfire, drawing the attention of students who had been engrossed in various activities, and they collectively abandoned what they were doing to join the growing crowd.

Then, she saw Zachary leaving the bar, supporting Vivian. That moment hit like a wave of ice, spreading cold through her entire chest. The bar was drowning in deafening music. In the midst of it, she whispered, “Scarlett, does dancing really help you forget your troubles?” “Why don’t you try? No harm in trying.” Without another word, Sarah charged straight into the dance floor, losing herself in the rhythm. The air was thick with smoke, alcohol, and something dangerously intoxicating. Scarlett figured Sarah had finally snapped out of it and followed her in.

Right supernatural gifts. “Let’s go dance, Pam,” Malcolm suggested as he snaked an arm around the girl. “I’m sure your friend can handle the Professors.” A song I didn’t recognize started to play. The lyrics were about a body shop and doing something unholy. Pamela squealed over the song, tugging Malcolm by the arm to dance. I glanced at the students dancing. It was reminiscent of a mating ritual with clothes on. Certainly not the sort of dancing I do. I’m no saint or anything, but I don’t dance like that.

Picture Pennywise but scarier. My phone vibrated in my pocket which broke my chain of thought. Fishing it out, I read a text from Kendra that read, "Halloween dance is like three weeks away, are you going?" I didn't even need to give it a thought as I began texting back, "I don't dance Special K." A bubble with three dots appeared on my screen and a second later her reply came through, "Well that's dumb. Any-Body-Can-Dance. It's as simple as ABCD!"

There, I saw Estella and Tyberias dancing together, both wearing wii remotes on their hands, as they played 'Just Dance'. I quickly got my phone out and began filming. I had seen Tyberias kill people without even blinking and now he's here giggling while dancing with my baby sister. I was never going to let him live this moment down. *** I got out of bed. I knew what I had to do. But it wasn't going to be easy.