Write a story that takes place at a spring dance.

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“I Never Tire of the Blue Sky” by Peyton Mae

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I open my eyes against the sunbeams warm and heavy on my eyelashes. Tree branches criss-cross above me, laden with apple blossoms. They’re dainty white with pink edges so perfect I think the color must be hand-brushed on each petal. The sun washes the color out of the world, giving a lovely faded appearance to everything except the sky. It makes sense that only the sky is strong enough to overpower the sun, the vibrance of it, the vastness of it. I could look into it for hours and still be hungry for more, wanting to taste every shade of blu...

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“Dancing Day” by Deborah Mercer

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Tomorrow shall be my Dancing Day …. that’s one of those songs where the title and the tune and all manner of memories and associations find a firm ledge in the mind, but somehow the words and the verses and the order slip and slew and mingle and muddle. But I did still recall from singing it in the school choir, and having a music teacher who doubled as choir conductor, that it dated back to the tradition (reality, not rumour) of people dancing in church in the Middle Ages, not just singing and listenin...

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“Spring Dance With Ryder West” by Neisha Williams

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'Write a story that takes place at a spring dance. Write your story below or copy/paste from your favourite editor. Please keep your submission between 1k-3k words.' I had stumbled upon this article while going threw my schools current spring dance feed as I walked from the parking lot to the field where the dance was in full swing already under the stars, I had ignored it at first but by the time the dance was over I had to relive it and so I did, I wrote down everything I possibly could just to experience it again.I remember it like it was...

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“Enough” by Natalie Frank

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He watched her from the edge of the gym, swaying nervously under one of the basketball hoops. She was dancing carelessly, bumping hips and flipping her hair and living. He was not, picking at the collar of his suit and breathing through his mouth and trying not to stare (but failing). “What’s wrong, d-d-dork? Got something in your c-c-collar? Awe, is it your Maw-mee?” A pack of juniors wandered out of the men’s locker room from behind James, the leader jeering at James mockingly. A glowing cigarette dangled from the leader’s lips. It was 195...

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“The Spring Dance” by Aubrey Linder

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I was getting into my red dress with roses ,well my mom did my hair. It was my first spring dance and I was super excited. I had been waiting for this dance all year. If only Gail Novak had asked me there. He was the most popular boy in school and all the cool girls hung out with him. And I was definitely not a cool girl. So I had to go with my brother David. And he was not the person I wanted to go with. My friends Lilah, Bailey and Ash all had boys as dates from Gail’s squad. I wish I was like them, pretty and smart. Well that was no...

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“Spring Dance In The Dark Night” by Gina Murry

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Sara’s white car slowed down as it approached the illuminated high school in the dark night. In the passenger seat, was her younger sister Kayla, who was in her sophomore year of high school. Kayla was wearing too much eyeshadow, too much eyeliner, and her bleach blond highlights looked artificial against her straight black hair. Sara glanced over at her younger sister as she turned into the high school parking lot. Kayla didn’t look up from her phone as she sat texting her friends. Her dress is so low cut, Sara thought disapprovin...

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“We'll Stay Here” by Em C.

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'All of Me' by John Legend was playing on the loudspeakers. Couples pressed together while slowly moving, but all of them seemed to be staring at the two boys slow-dancing. They were watching them like hawks. Gazes penetrating their backs, watching every step and every little touch the two boys shared. They could hear the whispers, could see the pointed and crooked fingers as kids sneered. Logan and Roman kept dancing in their little corner. Even as the song faded to a quickly broken silence, they kept their eyes locked with delicate smiles....

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“Two Left Feet” by Blane Britt

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It was my freshman year in high school and right away there was two things or maybe three things I was awfully frighten of. First it was the seniors who appeared to be giants over me and second high school girls. Lastly and most importantly the annual Freshman Class Spring Dance. I had a lot of friends who were transferred to the same high school I was attending. My best friends being Dorky, Elaine and Unfortunate Ray. I don’t quite know how he got that name unfortunately, but it seemed to fit him. I was nominated as the class president of t...

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“Spring was meant to be our time ” by Millie Spence

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It was 5pm, the dance was about to start in two hours. Those two hours, for most, was spent excitedly getting ready for a fun night ahead of them. This wasn’t the case for Finnley, however. He was sat on his bed, looking down at the crimson coloured tie held in his hand; the one that matched with Xander. Tears began burning in his eyes when he thought about the latter boy. He felt a gentle hand on his shoulder.“What do you want?” He asked, eyes fixed on the wall in front of him.“You’re going to be late.” The voice whispered, gently picking u...

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“Spring Dance '20” by Maria Limerick

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“Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear Here comes the sun, here comes the sun And I say it’s alright Here comes the sun, here comes the sun And I say it’s alright.” -Here Comes the Sun; by George Harrison and the Beatles Spring dance is the most beautiful time of year. Just one night in one season and the world is finally starting to wake up. I start to get out of the depression and funk that blankets my soul in the winter like a gross, wet snowfall. Where I am now, lights...

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“The Red Cape” by Janelle Curtis

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"This dance blows", Ray said. His punch raised dangerously close to the edge of the flimsy paper cup he held as he tossed his bushy red curls in a show of contempt. I shrugged my shoulders before realizing my fingers were tugging at the hem of my dress again. Why did we even agree to come to this stupid thing?I felt a hand slap lazily against my arm as Ray's energy suddenly lit up. "Hey, she's here!" My eyes darted toward the door. Yep, there she was, alright. Kandi Waterhouse breezed through the open double doors of the school gym wearing t...

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“University Spring Dance” by SHERWIN D'SOUZA

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Joan’s friend had been bugging her for two semesters to go to the UBC graduate dance to celebrate their success. There is a different night for different categories. Those who earned: Minors, Certificates, Diplomas (including Post-Graduate diploma), Associates all their turn to celebrate their graduation. They were considered the tier one education level dance level. The next level is tier two which includes those who have graduated with bachelor’s and masters. The third tier is for the PhD and Doctorate students. Joan was graduating with he...

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“A Game of Pretend” by Halle Schaffer

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The air reeks of spring. In our two bedroom shack, the carnations have opened their buds, yawning awake in the light of the warm, humid air. The marketplace buzzes with the newfound excitement of a new season to melt winter’s snowy residue away. Even Mother, who is stubborn as a bull most days and equally grumpy, hums around the house with a smile, sweeping the floors with the same spring-induced haze that’s been awakening the Ashburn Kingdom the past couple weeks. The kingdom loves its spring, including th...

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“Perennial Festivities” by Maeve McMahon

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I'm rubbing my new satin ribbon in between my thumb and index finger. Mother said some ribbon around the hem of the puff sleeves was exactly what this old dress needed. It's a hand-me-down from my sister and the once snow-white fabric has become ivory with the years its waited for me in the closet.I've never been to a ball, but since I became sixteen years of age in February, Mother said I should be introduced into society as the tulips were reintroduced to our gaze. She's much too poetic for my taste.I keep telling myself to stop rubbing th...

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“Horns and Thorns” by Cory Pines

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I was never a big fan of dancing. That was why I hardly ever went to dances. I wasn't planning on going to the spring dance, but my best friend, Samuel, said he would pay for my ticket if I promised to be his wingman, well, wing gal I guess. I wasn't convinced until he told me that there would be free food. Samuel had a crush on popular volleyball star, Haley Flocken, who happened to be my step sister. After a little bargaining, and a promise to do all the chores for two weeks, Haley agreed that she would let Samuel take her to the dance. T...

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Write a story that takes place at a spring dance.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 89 stories

“I Never Tire of the Blue Sky” by Peyton Mae

“Dancing Day” by Deborah Mercer

“Spring Dance With Ryder West” by Neisha Williams

“Enough” by Natalie Frank

“The Spring Dance” by Aubrey Linder

“Spring Dance In The Dark Night” by Gina Murry

“We'll Stay Here” by Em C.

“Two Left Feet” by Blane Britt

“Spring was meant to be our time ” by Millie Spence

“Spring Dance '20” by Maria Limerick

“The Red Cape” by Janelle Curtis

“University Spring Dance” by SHERWIN D'SOUZA

“A Game of Pretend” by Halle Schaffer

“Perennial Festivities” by Maeve McMahon

“Horns and Thorns” by Cory Pines

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Before bed, you put your clock ahead one hour for daylight saving time. When you wake up, you realize you've gone forward a lot more than one hour.

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