I walked back over to Christy, swaying my hips to the song playing loudly throughout the party hall.
"Want to dance?" Christy asked, pretending to be a guy. I laughed loudly before nodding my head and speaking in a high pitched voice.
"Sure, Brad." I replied, hoping no one heard me. What would I say to get myself out of that one? The familiar song pounded through the DJ stand, making me and Christy smile widely at the memories this song brought flowing.
The DJ was playing 'Old Track' from times when we were about 13, 4 years back. Jesse McCartney's 'Body Language' played loudly as we danced. This song brought out Christy's 'inner stripper,' her words, not mine. I laughed loudly as she began doing old time dance moves.
This was pure fun, something I needed a lot of. You could see Ch
