My dream boy walked into the school dance almost near the end and my knees buckled, my hands started to sweat and my mouth got very dry. Still, I was determined to ask him for a dance, so I went to the bathroom to calm down. That didn’t work. Went outside with some friends for some air after talking with them for what seemed like minutes. That didn’t work. I then walked back in and tripped over a chair just as the DJ was saying goodnight to everyone and my dream boy said in passing, “I was looking for you for the last dance.” Embarrassed can’t explain how I felt. He didn’t even pick me up…some dream boy he was.