Of Elegance and Lovers
She came out to the dance floor in a prestigious dress, white frills here and there on an elegant, swanky, light pink dress. It reached to the floor, but didn't drag, and it started somewhat above her chest, with no puffs as sleeves, rather just sleeves worn outward that didn't completely cover her shoulders. With white gloves to match with frills at ends, she stepped out and danced finely, and correctly. On the other hand, the unequal brunette dancing with her was rather clumsy, and took out elegant from the choice of words for people to use for their dance. He smiled at her, saying that he wasn't trying to do this. She smiled back, and twirled around with him, then bringing him offstage. The redhead was happy with her adorable brunette.
Then a blonde girl came out. Her hair rather messy, and her dress inelegant, but still formal. It was more of a sundress, a nice light blue color with no patterns and no sleeves, just straps to hold it up. There were no pretty frills or ruffles. Just a beautiful light blue sundress, and that was absolutely all it was. She wore sandals and a necklace. Her necklace didn't dangle like a long one, nor did it stay in place at all times like a short one. It was the perfect length. But the only charm was a sliver heart, to match the sliver chain, that made up the necklace. She wore no hats, no gloves, no boots, no stockings, just sandals, a necklace, and a light blue sundress, and that was it. She came out to center stage, no smile 'till a blonde came up, with somewhat darker hair than her. He wore a nice outfit. But not as the rest of the men wore. Most men wore firm, printed tuxedos, but this boy wore light jeans and a long sleeved t-shirt. She smiled at him, and took his hand, entwining their fingers. They didn't dance. They took off stage and held each other swaying from side to side in perfect harmony. No one believed this. It wasn't proper at all, and yet.. They were smiling and being happy together. It certainly wasn't a proper thing to do, was it? No, but it was still fun to them. They didn't cry or get embarrassed. They just swayed together all night, both hands held, and nothing else.
The redhead and her boyfriend watched this at amazement. They weren't taken away for the whole night. They were being so improper, and yet no one told them to stop. No one even showed signs as to how they didn't want them there like that. Everyone liked having them there, because they knew, and it was obvious, that all they were really doing was loving each other. And that was certainly not improper.
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So how was it? I think it kinda sucks. The writing sounds fancy though. As my dad put it, I was deep in thought.
