which was fine as he had never been good at singing. That’s had a
lways beenher job.
“You remember our song?” she asked, eyes wide.
“How could I forget?” he grinned, “That was the first time we danced….and theday I tripped and fell into the punch bowl….”
The red-haired girl laughed full-heartedly as the scene came rushing back to
her. “I forgot about that part!” she said, “It think I forced myself toforget it so you wouldn’t be embarrassed,”
He shrugged, “It’s in the past now,” he said, “Which means I can laugh at howmuch of a bumbling dork I was,”
“…was?” she asked w
ith a raised eyebrow.
“Ok, am. Happy?” the blue
-eyed male said as he rolled his eyes, though hesmiled softly.
She poked his nose playfully. “Very,” She rested her head against his chest,“You wouldn’t be you without that awkward clumsiness….which is stran
absent when you’re dancing. Why is that?”
“I haven’t the faintest,” he shrugged, “Maybe it’s because I spent monthspracticing so I wouldn’t embarrass myself by stepping on your feet when wefinally danced together.”
The redhead looked up, “Did you really practice that much?”
“Yes I most certainly did, as sad as that is,” he nodded, “And I continued totrip over my own feet until a month before the dance.”
She stared at him, and then wrapped her hands around his waist. “You’re thesweetest person I’ve ever met, you know that?”
“And you’re the kindest I’ve ever met,” he murmured as he kissed the top of
her head.This brought their waltz to an end, and they both just sank into the puffyclouds surrounding them, chatting and reminiscing about hilarious and awkwardmemories. This continued for what felt like hours, but over the course ofthat time, nothing ever changed; the clouds shifted shapes but never colour;the white lights floated about aimlessly, though occasionally one would bumpinto either the girl or the boy and turned to sand momentarily; and the worldaround them never had a spec of solidity, save for themselves.
“Ah…” the redhead said as she looked to her right, at what seemed likenothing to the male, “I guess it’s time for me to go…”
frowned, “You have to leave?”