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Chapter One: Dance, Dance CHAPTER ONE DANCE, DANCE
“School dance.” Talk about two words that should never ever be in the same sentence!
Seriously, is there anything worse than a school dance?
Here is how every school dance in the history of dances has ever been.
First, they always have the school dance in the gym. The basketball nets are still there, but do you think we’re allowed to play basketball? Of course not! All the balls are locked away. Why? Because we’re supposed to dance, not have fun!
Second, nobody ever dances. No, that’s a lie. There are people who dance... the grown-ups! It’s so embarrassing. And they always try to get the students dancing too. No, thanks.
Third, the music is always really old. And really, really bad! At every school dance, they have a DJ who plays nothing but songs adults love. The kids have never heard of any of those songs, except when we get stuck listening to our parents’ music on long car rides.
It’s the worst!
And fourth, we have to dress up. I’m talking suits, ties, jackets, dresses, and shiny shoes that are way too tight and way too slippery, especially on the gym floor.
Plus, gym teachers always get mad because there’s some weird rule that you can’t wear dress shoes in the gym.
I guess the shoes leave scratches on the precious floor. But isn’t that what floors are for... stepping on?
The whole thing makes no sense!
Don’t get me wrong. There are some okay things about school dances. There’s free food, going to school at night, and having fun with your best friend.
Like mine, Desmond Cole.
That’s him on the dance floor. My name is Andres Miedoso, and I’m next to him.
The only problem is that we’re not just dancing. We’re trying to save everyone’s lives! Do you want to know what are we saving them from?
It’s a long story.
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