DDR--revenge of the chaperones

Ok, so last night my time had come.  There was no more denying it; there was no more procrastinating it.  It was MY turn to chaperone the youth dance.  *Shudder*

You had the popular circle, with the boys and girls swaying their hips a little bit and taking turns dancing together.

You had the average girl group and the slightly nerdy guy group. Then there was the pisa girl (she had a leaning tower of pisa shirt on) and her friend (two bubblies from the average girl circle) that literally paced back and forth AROUND the boys trying to get their attention.  When that failed, they went for the direct attack "Like hey how are you guys?" Then there was the giggle giggle and they scurried away embarrassed that they had had the guts enough to make contact.

Then there were the social outcasts, the ones with the large, slightly scary and seizure like dance moves that scared off all of the girls...and the guys.

Lastly, there were the leaders, who were observing all of these strange teenage social habits, and trying to have a little fun of our own...

Well, these babies just about say it all...c'est la vie.  ;)   Peace out!