PHOEBE
That was a refreshingly lackadaisical way of looking at it. Believe you can do it and have fun. Both were things that had been in short supply for her as of late, ”Okay…I can try.” she said a bit nervously as she followed him out into the crowd. Everyone else did look like they were having fun, and very much wrapped up in whoever they were with so their arrival went basically unnoticed – which was fine by her.His blush made her own darken as she placed her free hand up on his shoulder. Well. At least for the time being could follow his lead. There had been dance lessons as part of her finishing school curriculum, but it had always been so formal, so stuffy. As the music started and Emmett prompted her to move whatever way he wished her to go, she found it much more similar to the dancing she had grown up with. It brought back memories of begging her brother to spare a dance for her – and when he did him spinning her wildly – and watching her sisters dance with their sweethearts with envy. As she spun under his arm her skirt flared out and hair whipped around behind her, a laugh escaping her lips and broad smile lifting her expression.
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
