I had never danced before in my life, aside from the uncanny jumping and air-punching I wear when a catchy "Avenged Sevenfold" song is on. And I most definitely had never slow danced, except for with invisible people, and I was never serious about those, of course. However, here I was for the fourth time, her hands on my shoulders. My arms around her lower stomach, but not low enough to reach her waist.

At first, I caught the glare of several disapproving people. My jaw shook in nervousness, but I began to move. Adults and kids alike, at my side, glaring at my girlfriend and I. My feet swayed sloppily, and we danced in a slow arc. One foot was always up, the other dragging its toe across the ground. Was I leading or following? It didn't matter in this dance. I didn't know how to dance at all, and that was my focus.

I glanced past her shoulders below me, seeing the glaring people without really looking them in the eye. The only ones not glaring either hadn't noticed us, or had talked my girlfriend into asking me to dance - that girl, Anna, was sitting down, recording us and smirking as she did so.

Flushed, I tightened my grip on the smaller girl. Her hands were so perfectly fitting on my shoulders.... Meant to be there. I glanced down at the top of her head where the blonde hair was neatly combed. Then, my gaze reached a bit farther to see her eyes through her hair. Her face was almost buried in my chest. The smile that flicked across my lips was impossible to erase.

My awkward movements began to move on their own, and the glares faded away. There was a comforting source of nothing in the air, leaving she and I the only things even half-real. My eyes shut on her, yet I could still see her. She was everything, everywhere. I was breathing her, feeling her. We were the air, the music, which seemed to fade away, too.

My heart spiked, and she buried her face from the world that threatened to erase this mythical air. Could she feel that thudding beat like a snare drum, pounding just beneath my black dress? My smile stretched a bit further, and I began to drift further into the sea of each other. I wanted nothing else. For the first time ever, I understood what people meant by "you can't live without love". This was my first dose of something beautiful, and I could easily get addicted to it. Nothing else was real, and it was her that echoed in my mind, over and over and over.

I almost missed the fact that the song ended if her shoes accidentally clipping the toe-tip of mine hadn't shocked me seconds ago. Conscious, we walked over to Anna. I was dizzy from that experience, so I questioned where my things were for a minute before taking a drink.

"You two were so adorable!" It sounded as if Anna was trying to complain by the tone of her voice, but I knew it was awe.

I didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, I was called on the microphone. My mother was here to pick me up from the dance. I hugged my girlfriend, then gathered up my things as she and Anna spoke about something.

When I turned, my girlfriend struck the side of my head with her lips. My eye widened for an instant, and I forgot where I was for an entire moment. That, I believe, was the best day of my entire life. Anna and my girlfriend walked me towards my mother, who was in the school office. A couple of good yes were called out to them, and I neghan following my mother into the Tahoe.

"Did you have fun?" Mom asked me.

Attempting not to step on my black skirt and jugging my bag to my chest, I answered enthusiastically, "Yeah! I did!"

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January 30, 2016 :p

Ha! So I can go back in the future and read about it now. I didn't put much tight into the detail, but that isn't important. This is not a random thought, it is a memory. Today was the greatest day ever, and this was the event that made it that way. I don't care if you don't like, either. It is my memory, not yours.