LOL. I remember compulsory dancing in year 9. The brave ones or the ones with girlfriends chose their partners and the rest were matched up. Through pure luck, seeing the teacher coming around matching us and racing away from him I grabbed Tracey and said "You want to dance tracey?" She said yes and I was from that moment on, not only did I have a dance partner but I was the envy of every hotblooded year nine boy.
She apparently hated being matched up too and being the best looking girl in year nine, no boys had the guts to ask her to dance.
When guys asked me on the sly what my secret was I replied "I asked her" :lol: