Personal Narrative: High School Dance

Growing up I was embarrassed by my sisters, it was a normal occurrence, it usual started with me say or doing something without thinking first. As I entered high school, I tried to become more rational, make more attempts of planning before rushing ahead. I was in a high school where I did not know anyone and I did not want to make and bad impressions. I started making friends things were going well and I was happy. There had been an announcement about the first school dance, going to all boy catholic school this was a big event my first meeting high school girls.
I was nervous, it was an important night so I tried to plan for everything that would happen that night. After school I rushed home, asking my mom to take me clothes shopping, then running to my barber. I felt good and looked nice, I thought I was ready for the dance. My mom drops me off as I head inside my heart is racing as I pay for the tickets and realize I have never danced before. I forgot to plan for the most important parts how I would ask them to dance and the dancing itself. …show more content…
So, we all just stand along the wall waiting for something to happen, eventually it did one guy got up and we all followed. I watch whatever he was doing, when I think about it now it would barely be considered dancing, but I took his moves and ran with it. The dancing started with me awkwardly walking up to a girl asking her if she wanted to dance and after a while I realized I looked stupid but I was having fun. After a while I began sweating and realized the cafeteria blazing because it was