Junior High Dance, Spring 1992
A 100-word story on overcoming awkwardness
Published in
Dec 17, 2020
The boys gazed awkwardly at the equally shy girls. Which one of us are they giggling at? they all wondered.
The DJ hit play. “Ice Ice Baby” thumped through the speakers. Timmy knew it was time to make his move.
He stepped onto the floor, doing something only he could call dancing. The other boys laughed. Most of the girls gaped in horror.
But not Amanda. The freckled girl with streaks of pink hair smiled, her braces sparkling in the glow of the disco light. She stepped onto the dance floor, not scared of making a fool of herself too.
