I clenched my teeth and fists. I stood in front of the student council, unable to open the door. "Excuse me." I turned to see Dante. He looked at me and then at the door. He didn't say anything else and I felt somewhat angry about that. "Oh... sorry," I said and I moved out of the way. "Dante..." He looked at me and sighed. "You don't have to force yourself to speak to me," he said and he opened the door. I walked in behind him, my heart feeling as though it was broken. "Ah! The prez and V.P. are here!" said one of the members." "Yes we're here. We can start the meeting right away, we have only a few more weeks until Halloween," said Dante and he took a seat away from me. I was surprised. What changed? Why was he acting like this? During English... "...As the last dance the student council has decided to have a more formal dance... you will all be learning to waltz!" said the teacher. I sighed. Yes... that had been the student council's idea... and I wasn't fond of it. Many of the girls seemed happy at this and many of the guys moaned and slouched in their chairs. "We will have a period today to learn how to waltz, as I suspect many of you don't know how." My eyes widened. What?! I didn't want to do this! "Get a partner, OPPOSITE gender please..." said the teacher. "I don't want to see any girl-girl or boy-boy..." I looked everywhere. Where could I hide?! "Armeria..." I whipped my head around to see Dante. He looked at me coldly before rolling his eyes to the ceiling. "Sorry... but there's no one else," he said holding his hand out to me. When he saw me tremble he sighed and frowned. "It's alright, you don't have to... I'll make an excuse for you and you can leave. I'll go tell the..." "Wait!" I said grabbing his sleeve. "Um... It's okay. I don't care. It's only for this period so I don't mind..." He looked at me with wide eyes. "U-um... Okay then..." he said quietly. He gently took my right hand in his left hand and put his other around my waist. He pulled me a bit closer making me flinch. "Sorry!" he said letting go. "N-no... It's fine..." He smiled and readjusted himself. It was fine... but the period seemed to last forever... But I didn't feel as scared when I was with him. In fact... I felt almost... safe...
Admore means love and Andate means y'all go. It's a conjugated version of Andare which means Go. It's the voi version. I speak Italian because I take a class