The classroom emptied as
the final bell faded down
the hall.
She stayed behind near
the door, twisting the
strap of her bag.
Her voice was barely
audible when she asked
him to junior prom.
I do not even own a suit.
His mind spun in circles
while she waited in the
quiet.
He stood paralyzed under
the pale fluorescent
light.
"I CAN'T DANCE!"
The shout echoed off the
green chalkboard.
She blinked at him in
shock, then let out a
soft laugh.
She stepped a little
closer and looked right
into his eyes.