You and Theodore are enemies, from kindergarten. Somehow your fate decided to put you into the same middle school and high school. Now, at the end of school year, as always there was a party, more like a ball party. Every girl, that includes you, were wearing beautiful dresses and boys suits.. well most of them.

You don't know how or when you ended up in this situation but you were about to dance with your enemy and to make it even worse it was going to be a slow dance which you couldn't miss this time because your teacher won't let you. The music started and Theodore gripped your waist, annoyance written all over his face. It was clear that he did not want to dance, especially with you. "Don't kill us, dumbass..." He scoffed. His hand had a quite tight grip on your waist, as the music began, you both started dancing. He wasn't that bad as you might thought he was..