Sitting on the hay we watched people dancing in the make shift area, laughing and yelling could be heard for miles as the night wore on, “May I have this dance?” a young boy maybe two years old than me asked, eyes wide I glanced at Spencer for an answer but she was looking at the ground.

“Um yeah sure,” I took his hand and he led me into the dancing circle.

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Several more males asked me to dance and I accepted again and again, having a lot of fun losing myself in the fluid motions of the music and the aroma of food. But really it didn’t make me feel butterflies in my stomach and light headed like a small touch from Spencer, when her hand laced with mine it felt like the world was in the palm of my hands and I could mold and shape it any way I wanted to.

Glancing to the side I saw Spencer was still sitting on the same bail of hay, legs out stretched and heels clicking together in boredom but still to the beat of the music, her arms behind her holding most of her weight, walking over to her she looked up with a smile, “Having fun?”

“Sort of,”

“Sort of, well what do I have to do to make it good?”  she asked shyly. Bending down I grabbed her wrist and yanked her to her feet, “What?” she laughed as her body pressed close to mine.

”Dance with me?” she shook her head no starting to pull away but I had a tight grip and already started walking back toward the dance floor.

“Ashley no, I don’t do dancing…look over there he wants to dance with you.” I looked at where she pointed and sure enough a gross old like thirty year old man was staring right at me while fixing her belt and ever one knows what that means, yuck.

“But I want to dance with you,” running my free hand down her cheek which put a stop to her fidgeting.

“I’m not good,” she whined as a last ditch effort to sit it out.

“Than I’ll teach you,” I swear she gulped at how low my voice dropped a special talent I learned early on to get the boys to do what I wanted. Taking her wrists I placed her arms around my neck than placed mine on her waist feeling her body stiffen at the close contact, “Just move…”