He accepted her hand which was quite a relief.

She'd hate to have to dance all by herself.

"Good, yeah me too." Sasha replied happily to James. They weren't well versed in dancing but it didn't really matter. Supposedly they were going to be taught various forms of dance during their time in high school but she wasn't even thinking about how to do things properly. All she wanted was to have fun with James. She moved her arms around his neck loosely when their hands disconnected, following his lead. Sasha found herself starting tune out the music as they moved along, trying not to stumble over rocks or each other's feet. Her eyes were torn between looking at him or anywhere else.

She was sure her face was a bit red and she decided that for the next dance, they might need to bring some beer or something. Just to not be so awkward. Maybe. James moved a hand to the side of her face as the song began to fade away and she was sure her heart had ceased beating. Her evil plan was working but a small frantic part of her wanted to abort. Was this okay? Sasha looked to James and then surrendered, closing her eyes as his lips met hers. He soon pulled back and tried to stiffen his awkwardness. She found it all very cute. "Um yeah..." She said, though any other possible words she could think of were lost in the wind.

Since she neglected to put her music on lock so it ended up going onto the next one, Thunder Clatter by Wild Cub. She wasn't thinking much about whatever came on, it could be horrible heavy metal for all she cared. "Brilliant really." She said, her face feeling like it was on fire. It wasn't so bad though, because the wind was picking up. And staying warm and so close to James was a great way to combat that. When she caught her breath, she leaned up and slipped her hands down from his neck to around his lower back. Leaning up, she pressed her lips back to James', her eyes closing once again.

Yeah, this wasn't so bad. If they had stayed back at the dance, they might not get to kiss. Staying in the same place never did anyone any good in the long run it seems. Suddenly her ringtone broke through the mood and the music. "S-sorry!" She jumped backwards and hurried over to her phone and saw it was her mother calling. Sasha rolled her eyes and just ignored it and glanced back to James. The clock showed she had time but it seemed her parental units were using some other super fast clock to tell time. Quite unfair and embarrassing. Just when things were getting good, she had to go back home.

"I guess I better go before they send a search party." Sasha muttered and cleared her throat. What a mood killer. "Um d'you wanna hang out this weekend...?" Better to try and end on a good note, rather than a weird one right?