Chapter 26 (This is my 2nd favorite chapter. Diss this, and you will also DIE!!!)
As Stanton headed to the back of Planet Bang, he carefully considered what he was about to do. It wouldn't be so bad so let loose and party once in a while. Just so long as he didn't turn it into a habit. But what would be so wrong with that? Because it wasn't like him. He would always be a spectator, but every once in a while, he would get onto the dance floor and have fun. How was this any different?
"Stanton," he looked at his sister, noticing that she was far ahead of him. He went to her, and looked nervously at the door. 'You won't lose who you are now. You've always been a loner. But you also could have fun too. Nothing will change that. He looked at her, and sighed. He stared at the door, and a surge of adrenaline rushed inside him. He knew what he was able do, and was going to do it. He grinned at Rachel. "Do it."
She smiled, then Rachel kicked the door open. All the music in Planet Bang, and all the dancing stopped. And everybody stared at them. He grinned once more, then stepped inside. They walked slowly, allowing everyone to stare at them. He looked around, studying every person in turn. He grinned as he noticed all the girls staring at him with such powerful, and barbaric hunger.
When they walked through the crowd, everybody backed away to let them pass. At the center of the dance floor, Stanton went into the DJ's mind, and made him think a request was made for a song with a fast, and booming beat. Then the back door opened again, and he knew that Serena was there. The music was about to begin. He and Rachel both struck poses, and they waited. Then, the music started, and they danced.
Lights, power, adrenaline. It all came back as Stanton moved with the pounding beat. At one point, he put his left foot beside his ankle, then spun with the music's drum roll, incredibly fast. Yet he wasn't dizzy at all. He had never heard the song before, but his body knew exactly how to move. He had always been a natural dancer. But this time, he was ten times better. He moved with his entire body, even his swaying hips.
Then, the instrumental came. Their favorite part. Rachel stepped up, then bent down, and slowly moved up, stretching her fingers as far away from herself as possible. The crowd that had finally caught up on their entertainment, gave her whistles, howls, and woo-hoo's as she walked back to her place. She smiled her good luck to Stanton, just before she was back in her original place.
Stanton grinned confidently, then walked up. At his spot, he did the move: He stretched his hands behind his head, like one would when watching the stars. He drew his hands down his chest, showing off his arm and chest muscles, then slipped his hands down into his pockets, and kept going until the entire boxer band was revealed. Leaning back, he blinked, transforming his half-open expression to wicked lust.
As he walked back, he grinned at the sound of whistles, howls, and shrieks. When he made it back, the lyrics began again, and Rachel spun in front of him, then leaned to the left. Stanton repeated her move as the last beats began. But when he spun in front of her, he ended up leaning to the right, and they made a large X. Then, the music stopped with a loud, BOOM!
They were given a standing ovation, and they took their bows. He held up the connected hands of himself, and Rachel. She shouted, "You'll see us again real soon!" Leaving the floor, the applause still didn't quit. Rachel sat in a chair close to the people, but Stanton sat in the dark, and propped up his legs on the other end of the table. He smiled, the grin of someone who had found something missing for a long, long time.
Just then, Serena marched over, everyone else trailing slowly behind. As they came over, Rachel asked him, 'Hey, who's the hottie?' Stanton looked at her. 'That's a little vague.' He said. 'That adorable blondie by Serena.' He looked over, but he already knew who it was. 'Collin?' He questioned. 'You know him? Where'd he get such a dark tan?' Stanton tried to keep his laughter to himself.
She turned to him eagerly. 'He's a passionate surfer. Just to warn you however, he has a girlfriend.' Rachel's shoulders drooped, and a she gave him her famous puppy-dog look. "Stanton!" Serena yelled. He looked at her innocently. "What the-Where the hell-Why didn't you-I-I-I mean...ARGH! What the hell?" Serena stared at him wide eyed, and obviously confused.
As Stanton headed to the back of Planet Bang, he carefully considered what he was about to do. It wouldn't be so bad so let loose and party once in a while. Just so long as he didn't turn it into a habit. But what would be so wrong with that? Because it wasn't like him. He would always be a spectator, but every once in a while, he would get onto the dance floor and have fun. How was this any different?
"Stanton," he looked at his sister, noticing that she was far ahead of him. He went to her, and looked nervously at the door. 'You won't lose who you are now. You've always been a loner. But you also could have fun too. Nothing will change that. He looked at her, and sighed. He stared at the door, and a surge of adrenaline rushed inside him. He knew what he was able do, and was going to do it. He grinned at Rachel. "Do it."
She smiled, then Rachel kicked the door open. All the music in Planet Bang, and all the dancing stopped. And everybody stared at them. He grinned once more, then stepped inside. They walked slowly, allowing everyone to stare at them. He looked around, studying every person in turn. He grinned as he noticed all the girls staring at him with such powerful, and barbaric hunger.
When they walked through the crowd, everybody backed away to let them pass. At the center of the dance floor, Stanton went into the DJ's mind, and made him think a request was made for a song with a fast, and booming beat. Then the back door opened again, and he knew that Serena was there. The music was about to begin. He and Rachel both struck poses, and they waited. Then, the music started, and they danced.
Lights, power, adrenaline. It all came back as Stanton moved with the pounding beat. At one point, he put his left foot beside his ankle, then spun with the music's drum roll, incredibly fast. Yet he wasn't dizzy at all. He had never heard the song before, but his body knew exactly how to move. He had always been a natural dancer. But this time, he was ten times better. He moved with his entire body, even his swaying hips.
Then, the instrumental came. Their favorite part. Rachel stepped up, then bent down, and slowly moved up, stretching her fingers as far away from herself as possible. The crowd that had finally caught up on their entertainment, gave her whistles, howls, and woo-hoo's as she walked back to her place. She smiled her good luck to Stanton, just before she was back in her original place.
Stanton grinned confidently, then walked up. At his spot, he did the move: He stretched his hands behind his head, like one would when watching the stars. He drew his hands down his chest, showing off his arm and chest muscles, then slipped his hands down into his pockets, and kept going until the entire boxer band was revealed. Leaning back, he blinked, transforming his half-open expression to wicked lust.
As he walked back, he grinned at the sound of whistles, howls, and shrieks. When he made it back, the lyrics began again, and Rachel spun in front of him, then leaned to the left. Stanton repeated her move as the last beats began. But when he spun in front of her, he ended up leaning to the right, and they made a large X. Then, the music stopped with a loud, BOOM!
They were given a standing ovation, and they took their bows. He held up the connected hands of himself, and Rachel. She shouted, "You'll see us again real soon!" Leaving the floor, the applause still didn't quit. Rachel sat in a chair close to the people, but Stanton sat in the dark, and propped up his legs on the other end of the table. He smiled, the grin of someone who had found something missing for a long, long time.
Just then, Serena marched over, everyone else trailing slowly behind. As they came over, Rachel asked him, 'Hey, who's the hottie?' Stanton looked at her. 'That's a little vague.' He said. 'That adorable blondie by Serena.' He looked over, but he already knew who it was. 'Collin?' He questioned. 'You know him? Where'd he get such a dark tan?' Stanton tried to keep his laughter to himself.
She turned to him eagerly. 'He's a passionate surfer. Just to warn you however, he has a girlfriend.' Rachel's shoulders drooped, and a she gave him her famous puppy-dog look. "Stanton!" Serena yelled. He looked at her innocently. "What the-Where the hell-Why didn't you-I-I-I mean...ARGH! What the hell?" Serena stared at him wide eyed, and obviously confused.