C9 Chapter 9

I could not understand Rogie sometimes.

"Go in the middle!" he shouted. The volume of the music grew louder so he had to shout.

"I don't want to," I refused.

He smirked. "You don't want to?"

My eyes widened as Rogie pulled me into the middle. The memory of last year's Christmas party flashed through my mind so I struggled from his hold. "I don't want to, Rogie. I don't want!" I refused again