Topic > Descriptive Essay on My Last Dance - 765

The entire senior class, all three hundred and more, we are lined up for Cupid's drag. Right now I took some time to admire all of my friends' clothes. Such vivid colors, red, blue, white, black, pink, yellow and even orange. It was an incredible sight, but the song was starting and I had to get ready. I could hear my flats sliding across the dance floor, so I quickly took them off and returned to my seat. We all moved in a group right, right, right right, left, left, left, left, kick, kick, kick, kick, and then we would go out and turn around. With every step it was more fun to watch my date, I could see the twinkle in his blue eyes. The smell of his cologne still lingers on my dress. The taste of his lips now that they met mine. I hear nothing but silence, I feel the vibrations of the floor due to the music but it's as if the world is still. It is a perfect moment that will live vividly in my thoughts for as long as I live. When the dance comes to an end we hug our friends and say goodbye. It was truly a wonderful night out for the girls