"I won't be able to do so many things I'd like to do."
Will told her. They were sitting at a table outside her home and doing homework at school. Allie looked at him.
"What kind of dance?"
"Uhm pop and also the slow dance. "
Allie suddenly had an idea; she picked up her phone that she had placed on the table and put on a song she liked about Celine Dion.
"What are you doing?"
"You said you'd like to dance, didn't you?"
"Yes, but ... I can't."
"Yes you can. You must have more trust on your abilities, Will. "
She touched his shoulder with her hand. "Come on, before I change my mind since that I'm a bad dancer."
Will gasped but then took her hand and very carefully stood up and she led him to the center of the room and then they were face to face.
"I do not know how…"
Allie put both hands on his shoulders. "I am here. It's up to you to lead me. "
Will touched her arm with his hand and then put his hand on her side and took her closer to him, Allie began to feel nervous and Will felt him feeling firm.
"It's all fine. Calm, it's not difficult. "
"I just hope I don't step on your feet."
"I'm ready to take risks."
With his other hand, Will took her and they danced together.