Teen Story - Chapter 12 - Contest

Max and Cheryl met up before the contest for a big pep talk. What was she going to do?! It was so exciting. So nerve wracking. So scary! So alive. So revolting. So delightful. So amazing. So fantastic. So witty.
They held hands and kissed. What was she going to do?
She entered the dance floor. Stepping forward onto what felt like cork but was actually wood. It was the school gym hall but had been turned into a posh ballroom for the night. It all looked elegant and sophisticated apart from the striped, basketball, sports floor. Her and Alejandro joined hands as the music started. There feet moved together in fluidity that was unashamed and ready for all to see. They were so meticulous in practice that no one could look at the other dancers. Just those two elegantly stepping round with the steps of rhythym from the gods and goddesses!
They stepped, rumbaed, turned, swiftly, with the most current music imaginable. It glided over the tongue of the singer like the melodic feet rhythyms of the dancers. The pair were fabulous. The singer loved it all! She sang to her hearts content as they danced with tenderness of love as they go to the dreams of experts and newbies alike would imagine their best dance could be but knew in their hearts of hearts that they would never finish.
How could they stop? As the music came to an end, the swaying and the spinning ceased as the emotions went on with the mood. Applause. They loved it but they loved each other better. They kissed in the middle of the dance floor.