Swing Dancing with a Stranger

Hello bloggers, welcome back to another segment of what I like to call, "The weird things that happen to Ronnie." In today's blog, I'll be telling you about my swing dancing experience. Don't worry, no monsters in this post.

This past Sunday I got a chance to go swing dancing with some friends. Hey, don't act so surprised! I have friends! Anyways, we went to this little place where we were taught a couple basic steps. Ya know step-1-2, step-3-4, and so on. By the end of the lesson I was able to follow the steps pretty well, even if my lead messed up. After the lesson there was some free swing where you got to practice your new moves. I was having fun, minding my own business when some guy pulls me to the dance floor without even asking me to dance. "Um can I help you?" I asked. 
"Better question, can I help you?" he replied. I glared at him, I really wanted to punch him, but he kept us moving to where I couldn't get a good shot at him. He was a good dancer and wasn't bad looking, I'll give him that, but he still annoyed the crap out of me with his mysterious act. "Why would I need your help?" I spat. Mystery dude spun me then pulled me into a closed hold, "I know of your little problem, Ronie. You attract odd creatures and I know why," he whispered. My eyes probably would have come out of my head if they really wanted to. I tripped over my feet and had him stop, "What do you mean you know why? Who the heck are you?" I snapped. The guy took a step back and bowed, "Meet me at the gardens, next week. I will explain then," he replied. And just as fast as he had grabbed me, he spun me around and was gone.

And so I have a date with a stranger this Sunday, great. In other news, I just got an invite to a girls thing next weekend too. Two crazy things in one weekend, can my life get any more complicated? Scratch that, don't tell the author I said that. She takes that as a challenge. Anyways, blog ya later!