Once again, I'll leave the music to your imagination.

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Ann was hugging the toilet bowl, her hair was a mess, her makeup was smeared, and she was a mess. The smell of her processed dinner scent was all over the bathroom and the chunks were in the toilet. Ann heard a footsteps coming in the bathroom, "Hey! You!" she yelled out loud in the bathroom stalls.

They were three 4th year girls, who were afraid to move when they heard the yelling. Ann yelled again, "I know you're there! Get over here!" it was in a demanding tone. The girls slowly walked to the bathroom stall and opened it. Ann heaved herself up to get a good look at the girls, "You!" she pointed to the shortest girl, "Go and get my friend Hannah!" she said in a bossy tone. The taller girl looked at her in disgust, "What are you looking at?" Ann yelled at the girl, making her flinch in fear. The other girl said, "Why should we help you? You gave us detention for nothing!" it was a sour tone and it was obvious that she had no remorse. Ann then started standing up, "If you don't do what I say, I will give you detention for the rest of your school days!" she screamed at her in anger. The three girls jumped back and moved away from the stall. Just then Ann's stomach was still not done, quickly turning to the toilet bowl she vomited. The girls then quickly looked each other up and made their way out of the bathroom.

Half-and-hour passed and Cedric was still sitting down, Ann didn't come back yet. George and Fred were back with their dates. Charlie took a break from dancing and decided to get a drink. Taking a glance around the room she saw groups of people talking having a good time, all except Cedric.

Charlie wasn't sure if she should strike up a conversation or just leave him alone. The last thing she needed was to have Ann annoy her. Gulping down her drink, letting loose of her tie, unbuttoning a few buttons, and taking off her suspenders; she didn't know if it was right to talk to him. Charlie was waiting for Fred's signal but he didn't do anything. They looked as if they were enjoying themselves too much, as if they forgot about the scheme. But one question hit her when she looked around, "Where's Ann?" she asked herself out loud.

Placing her cup down she walked to Cedric and sat next to him casually. Cedric looked at Charlie, Charlie looked at him, and sitting there they waited for one of them to say something. Charlie nodded her head to the music, while Cedric sat still; his hands were on his lap, while he leaned back on his seat. Charlie eyed him from the side, trying to be sly, but Cedric beat her to it. He was staring at her from the side. Quickly they looked away, staring at the crowd of people dancing. Cedric then cleared his throat, making Charlie shift a bit, she wasn't sure if that was a hint.

Charlie sat up straight and broke the silence, "Some dance huh?" Charlie then had an image in her head of her kicking herself for a stupid question. Cedric surprisingly shook his head, "No." Charlie was shocked by his answer, "What do you mean?" asking him. Cedric then looked as if he was annoyed by the dance, "It's nothing!" trying to brush it off. Charlie faced him now, "Where's Ann? Weren't you dancing with her?" looking around to see if she spotted her but she wasn't there. Cedric replied in a sour tone, "She's been in the bathroom for a half-and-hour." Charlie's eyes widened as she looked away from him, 'What the hell did those boys do to her?' she thought to herself.

"Is she alright?" asking him in a casual manner.

"I don't know. She looked awful before she left to the bathroom." he said in a plain tone.

"I'm sorry." Charlie tried to say in a caring tone, but she was only lying to herself.

"Sorry about what? It wasn't my idea to come with her in the first place." Cedric was obviously not happy with the night, since his tone was plain.

Giving a big sigh, Charlie looked over at Fred and George, realizing that she might have to dance with him way ahead of schedule. Cedric's face looked bored, taking off his hat he placed it on the side, he slouched down. It was making Charlie was think hard about what she was planning to do next, 'This is going to be so weird! Should I ask him? Or should I just- No, he'll resist.' she was thinking to herself. Her face was turning red from the thought of asking him to dance.

Charlie then suddenly stood up and grabbed his hand, "Get up!" she said in a demanding tone, while tugging him up. Cedric was confused, "What?" he sat still until Charlie pulled him out of the chair. "We still have an hour to go and the last thing I need is for you to be sitting here doing nothing." she told him, Cedric eyed her up, "What about Ann?" asking her. Charlie shrugged her shoulder, "Until she comes back, you can say I kept her place warm. Besides, you asked me to the dance . . . when you weren't crazy." reminding him.

Trying to pull him in to the dance floor he pulled her back with ease, "But I don't know how to dance!" telling her, "Remember the tango? I wasn't very good!" he was reluctant to go. Charlie scowled at him, "When you ask someone to the dance, you dance with them, even if you don't know how to dance. That's the point of a dance! It's all about having guts! Besides you were quite the dancer with the waltz!" tugging him again. Shaking his head at her, "That's the waltz! That's a breeze! But I can't dance, well at least-" he looked as if he was now nervous, "At least what?" Charlie asked him. Shaking his head while trying to get the right words out without having to insult her, "At least-" trying to say it again. Charlie's face scrunched up, "Cedric just say it!" she told him, "At least like you!" he quickly said. Charlie then laughed at him, "Doesn't even matter to me!" she finally won, pulling him into the dance floor onto the edge of the sea of couples.

Charlie nodded her head while watching Cedric; he just stood there in confusion. Looking around to see if there was any dance moves he could copy, but he had no idea what to do. Charlie shook her head, "Cedric, don't look at them, pay attention to the rhythm of the music. Listen!" she told him. Cedric stared at her as he tried to listen to the rhythm; it was Marvin Gaye's 'Got to Give it Up.' He wasn't familiar with this kind of music, but Charlie knew all too well what the song was. Realizing that he wasn't catching on she decided a different way of teaching him. Moving her shoulders and hips a little, she grabbed his hands and said, "Follow my feet," she told him. Stepping from side to side at the same time, Charlie was feeling the beat more and more, Cedric still wasn't catching on but he was enjoying the time with her. He laughed out loud, "Not bad for a beginner, hey?" he told her, Charlie laughed, "Not bad at all! Now let's try a little something else!" Slowly moving her hips from left to right, Cedric watched her, "I can't do that!" he told her; Charlie shook her head and grabbed his hips. Motioning his hips from left to right with her hands; Cedric was blushing, "What are you doing?" he was surprised by the way she was touching him. "I'm making you move!" she told him as her hips were moving faster, while singing the song. Charlie then realized that it was a bad idea when she looked at his face. Grabbing his hands again she decided to just take the lead.

Cedric continued to step side to side, while Charlie danced, getting a bit carried away. She was moving her shoulders and her hips, dancing the same way she was dancing with the boy but with a twist. She was doing kind of a swing dance, moving him away from her and closer to her there shoulders touched when she moved to the left and then to the right. At least he caught on to the quick, but he was pulling her closer then usual, almost falling unto him. "Not bad! You're getting the hang of it!" she told him as the song started to change to slow tempo at first, then it was faster.

Charlie then told him, "Jump!" Cedric didn't hear her, "What?" she started jumping to the song, "Just jump!" she yelled to him. JET'S 'Are you Gonna Be My Girl' was blasting; the whole crowd was jumping and dancing to the fast tune. Charlie and Cedric weren't doing so bad themselves. Cedric found more rhythm with the song, he was at least jumping in tune and moving a little more then usual, while he was watching Charlie jump and move with freedom. Grabbing her hands again, he twirled her around locking his arms around hers he pulled her close to her chest, her hair was close to his chin, and by chance he inhaled, making him smile even more. Then he quickly twirled her around and out of his arms, making her dizzy but laughing at the same time. Charlie was surprised that he knew how to do that, continuing to move with him in place, she started to dance for him. Her hair was flying all over the place, grabbing her hat she tried to place it on Cedric but he was too tall. He leaned down a bit to place the hat on him.

For the first time in a long time, Cedric didn't care if he looked like a fool. He was having fun and he didn't care who was watching. Hanging around with a free soul, who was a really good dancer, really made him feel rebellious. Cedric was twirling her over and over, Charlie didn't care if she was getting dizzy, and she was laughing and having so much fun she didn't even know if this kind of fun existed. Though her glasses were coming off she managed to pull them back on her face. Charlie almost stumbled but Cedric was quick to catch her by her arms, together they laughed in excitement.

More to come, it gets better.