Okay, so I had, like, one of those crazy writing days again, so I have four lined up, ready to update.
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Song: "Dance, Dance" by Fall Out Boy
Listening to right now: "Hollaback Boy" by Cobra Starship
Dance, Dance.
She had agreed. He wasn't entirely sure what she would say, but here she was, on his arm, in a beautiful red, floor length, spaghetti-strapped gown. She was nothing short was stunning, magnificent, gorgeous. He was enamored with her. But, then again, he had been enamored with her for as long as he could remember.
She looked over and smiled at him, her eyes bright with excitement. "Well," she whispered, "this is it."
He grinned. "You ready?"
"You know it!"
He took her hand in his. Her skin felt smooth, silky, soft. God, he waited so long for this moment.
"Let's go get 'em."
They entered the lavishly decorated Great Hall. It had literally been transformed into a lavish winter wonderland.
"It's so beautiful!" Angelina gushed, squeezing Fred's arm in excitement.
"Not nearly as beautiful as you are," he answered, his eyes never leaving her face.
She blushed. "Oh, shut up. Now let's dance!" She dragged him to the dance floor, where they spent most of the evening.
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