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The dance

Ronnie's point of view:

As Derek looked at me intently, his eyes seemed to bore right through me.

"Ronnie, I want you to go to the dance with me," he said, his voice steady but firm.

I was shocked. It felt as if it wasn't a request but an order.

My lips shook as I asked, "Why? Why the hell I'm I supposed to go to the dance with you?"

I pushed him away, trying to create some distance between us.

But Derek wouldn't let me go. He held my shoulder and shook me. "Because I just learnt you're going to the dance with golden boy, that's why."

My surprise must have shown on my face. "How the hell did you know that?" I asked, feeling like my privacy had been invaded.

"Because he told me. Why did you accept to be his partner, huh? This guy sexually harassed you the other day," Derek said, his voice full of concern.

I couldn't look him in the face.

My eyes were looking at the opposite direction, my hands clenched into fists.

The silence seemed to get on Derek's nerves. He backed me agai
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