Swing Dancing

It was finally time for graduation from the eighth grade and middle school, in celebration the principle was holding a dance for the graduating eight graders. We were extremely excited, since we had never had a dance before; they even told us that some of the teachers would be teaching us different types of dance. We would be allowed to get out of our 6th hour class the Thursday and Friday of the week leading up to the dance. I chose to go the swing dance lessons. It sounded fun, and was supposed to be easy, which for me was a must as I had “two left feet”. I went to the class and they made us partner up with someone of the opposite sex. The teacher told us that the guy was to lead every move. For two days we learned the basic steps, and a few turns, simply the bear minimum. I thought I was a dancing queen.
My mom and I went out shopping; we found me a skirt that would twirl, and a new shirt. The day of the dance had finally arrived and I was ready. The dance lasted...