A sidelong glance at the dance floor. Urgh. He should have taken Shantae up on her offer for dance lessons, but he never found time between finals, projects, practice, weight room time, and more practice.

TIME TO FESS UP ABOUT THAT. "I'm not so great at dancing. I'll probably end up stepping on your feet at every turn. Are you sure you want to dance with me?" he asked, giving her a doubtful look. He wasn't sure whether to expect her to change her mind, or gladly dance with him anyway.