Pleased she hadn't lost points for managing to put up with Selwyn for the duration of the first dance, it took all of her willpower not to stick out her tongue at the teacher as she made her snide comments. Just barely. It was a close call.

Thoroughly relieved to be rid of Selwyn, Sloane practically dove for the nearest friend she could find, which happened to be Ned. "Save me." She whispered dramatically as she squared up to begin the next dance. Certainly this would be far more pleasant and less awkward. Hopefully. It had to be. Ned was always easy to work with, the height difference wasn't even that bad!