World's End Dancehall Novels & Stories

It was packed with vacation clothes, and sitting right on top of the clothes was a brand-new, unopened box of condoms. Chloe said: "I’m packing my bags. Gavin and I are flying abroad tomorrow to watch the match." Seeing my cold face and silence. Chloe deliberately added: "The World Cup only happens every four years. It’s super popular. So many people want to watch it but can’t squeeze their way in." "Those who can’t squeeze in are destined to be left out." My patience was gradually running out. My tone was cold and stern: "I’m only here for the pillow. You can have Gavin!"

That was until today, in the top-floor conference room of York Group’s headquarters, a newly hired project manager flipped through his documents while delivering a presentation. “For this upcoming children’s charity dance project, our partner organization is based overseas. Our primary point of contact is the industry’s top choreographer, Ms. Nora Benson.” As soon as the words left his mouth, the entire conference room fell into a dead silence. The veteran employees instinctively lowered their heads, bracing themselves for Elijah’s inevitable rage. However, the man sitting at the head of the table merely experienced a slight tremor in his fingertips. When he looked up, his face was entirely

But I know that the next day she will come and will pretend that she doesn't hate me because Jack is paying her good money for her job. I took my phone and turn on the song "'the Neighborhood-Afraid" I scratched my neck a little bit from one side to another, I step around a few steps and began to dance. I raised up my leg slowly than with one hand I easily grabbed it and spin around myself, my back was relaxed for the first time and I didn't push myself to think about choreography anymore, I just swam in the music with my dance, and my movements felt so easy, my body felt so calmed and organized. I finished my dance and tears released from my eyes, but I quickly wiped my tears.

Girl's honestly find anything cute. " I do" I boldly say with my smile growing as I watched Michelle flush a little pink. Anticipation and glee were evident in the hall if the sounds of murmurs were anything to go by. The man turns to Michelle and makes her repeat the exact same words to which she whole fully replies a bold yes that got almost everyone clapping. " Okay, you're about to exchange rings, so you can still back out now and happily join me in bachelorhood till we hit thirty five" Dylan whispers quickly into my ear and as tempting as his offer sounds, I simply chuckled and ignored it.

She chuckled. And upon seeing that the clock had struck 6 p.m, we started getting dressed. Slightly applied make up, and hit the sidewalk. We headed to one of the biggest dance halls in school, that always held functions as big as the bash. The music was on full blast. And as soon as one entered, they could see the snack platters and drinks assembled on the long table. "It's going to be a long night," I yelled at Abby, who only decided to simply nod than yell back a response. As the music was at a deafening level.

Forever we will be one and rule the pack in unity! THE END

I don’t want to dirt his bed. "There's nothing like this in our village. I'm just used to street games," I said while looking at the words 'Game over' on the screen of his big television. "Street games, huh?" That seemed new to him. I turned to Luxious. "Street games like: chasing, hide-and-seek, heaven and hell, and more. It's fun especially when you have a lot of friends." Luxious went silent. "Why?" I was nervous at the expression on his face.

Fuck I'm sure as hell that was Cara and Kendall sitting on the couch. "Let loose!" Monique yells in my ear. She pulls me to the dance floor together with the other people dancing, drinking, and sweating. I can't help it anymore I was already dancing to the music, It Was You by Calvin Harris & Firebeatz, and Monique was dancing with me too. I pulled my hands above my head and began to dance sexily, swaying my hips like how a little bitch would dance while Monique dances against me. We danced for a while and we were beginning to have fun now. We danced to a few songs while she kept grabbing some drinks from the waiters that were passing by.

Sasha steps back. “Tomorrow.” James nods. And she’s tugging at my sleeve again, this time back where we came from. December 15th, 2012 Almost midnight The room goes silent for a moment. A sweaty, bare chest rocks up into the back of my neck. Someone stomps on my toe. But we’re waiting. At least, I am. The room goes dark. In an instant, the evil pop roars back in full force and the whole sea of mangled, sweaty dancers swell with its sound. Leaping into the air. I join, only a moment or two out of time. The world seems to be moving a little faster than I am. Or my brain is moving a little slower. I think I’m drunk.