The next day was the actual Homecoming dance. We got all dressed up and looked our cutest. We even forced, er, convinced Priya to put on a bit of makeup. Andy tried to put some on too, but we wouldn't let him. Then we all piled into the X-Van and went to the fanciest restaurant we knew of-Mc Donalds. We ended up having lots of fun and all the cashiers laughed at us. When we got to the dance, Andy and I had a brief fight over who got to be chivalrous and open the door for everyone else before Priya pointed out that there were two doors.

Once inside, we feasted on breath mints and Swedish fish. Then Andy, Kurt, Priya and I got into a chugging contest with the water from one of our schools fancy water coolers. Then we went into the gym where the actual dancing was taking place. The music was so loud we could hardly hear each other scream and we were nearly blinded from the horrific grinding mass that was students dancing in the center of the gym.

We were quite content doing the finger dance in our own little corner until one of the Deans came up and tapped Evan on the shoulder.

"Excuse me, young students. You folks have to dance."

"But we are."

"No, real dancing. School Approved dancing. Like the waltz. Or grinding."

And involuntary shudder ran through the group. "It is a rule."

His comment was met by silence. Priya looked sick. Jenn whimpered. My hand started trembling.

"This is some kind of sick joke, right?" Andy asked.

"No, it's a rule. Get dancing or you fail."

"How can we fail?"

"No dancing, all F's. Forever. And you are pun in a mandatory dance class. We will hunt you down and make you come."

"Ha Ha, I don't have anyone to dance with and you all do!" Staci laughed.

"This young man doesn't either." He pushed over stalker Dan. Staci screamed and smacked him. They started bickering.

"Aww, aren't they cute!" Andy cooed. He got smacked by Staci too.

"What do we *Do*? Dancing involves (shudder) physical contact!" Jenn said.

"We've had to touch before, why is this so scary?" Andy whimpered.

"Cause it's the (shudder) dancing kind." Priya told him. Staci was still fighting with Dan.

"And they're gonna hunt us down too!" The man was coming back.

"I've got an idea!" Priya said. "Follow me!" She lead us out to the parking lot and got behind the wheel of the huge X van.

"You can't drive!" She growled menacingly. "Ok, fine." Andy gave in.

"Where are we going?" Pietro asked cautiously.

"Canada." Priya replied simply.

My eyes widened. "They speak French in Canada!" I shrieked as we left the parking lot. Priya smacked me.

"Ya know, this might invoke my Canadian instinct, eh?" Andy told her. Priya smacked him too.

"That's mean Dedia." More smacking as we drove off in a vaguely north direction.

And we were never seen again (luckily). :D

THE END

(AN: Ok, im done. That was a fun story. Hope everyone enjoyed!)