Reliving

Ohmygod, I had the most amazing time at the 8th grade dinner dance. It was awesome! I would totally relive it...If I could.

For days leading up to it,

That 16^th of May,

It's all everyone can talk about,

All anyone can think about.

 

People prepairing,

Making plans for getting ready,

As I sit there thinking,

I'm going to wing it.

 

Under The Sea,

The theme is,

I wonder what will happen there,

Beautiful fantasies forming.

 

The day finally comes,

And I rush to get ready,

A quick shower there,

And light make up here.

 

I arrive at my destination,

My middle-school gym,

Unsure of what to do,

This is my first dance.

 

I walk in and find some friends,

Start taking pictures,

Body gently swaying along to the music,

Slowly warming up.

 

After a bout of many cookies,

Cheesy pasta,

A sandwhich,

And yummy bell peppers,

I dance.

 

I lose myself in the rhythms,

Flaying,

Soring,

Dancing with my friends.

 

The dances are upbeat,

The disco lights flare,

There is a deep blue glow everywhere,

All hands sway up,

Cathing the music.

 

And then I see Him,

And wonder if he notices me,

In my salwar kameez,

So different from the rest.

 

But I push him to the back of my mind,

Urging myself to have fun,

With all my girlfriends,

And some of the braver,

Albeit geekier,

Guys.

 

We dance till we can dance no more,

Until we're ready to drop dead,

Actually,

No,

The night ends at 10.

 

We bid farewell,

Legs aching,

Mind satisfied,

Glowing from the inside out.

 

And here I am now,

Reliving the memories,

Feeling the musical residue in my muscles,

And whishing I could go back.

Author's Note

Not my best writing, since I am quite tired, but I'd LOVE to have good, through critiques on this.
Simply love it.
And yes, it was my first dance, even though I did exaggerate.

Reviews

[Karlie]

i wonder what dance this was........................ who was the he in the story?????????? Party like a rockstar

[Staci Brown]

a nice lil cameo of a cherished memory. again, you need to proofread your work hon.

Faerie Blessings

--faerie whisper (breaking the silence...)

[R.I.S.]

none sense, you didn't exaggerate...you simply extened your imagination to its full potentional...well done...

[Vannah]

I love it...
I had my first dance in 4th grade...