Striding out on a summer's evening,
Pungent sweet smell of freshly cut grass
Hanging on the warming breeze, I cursed myself
At not being able to blame my shaking on the cold.
It was summer, and I was walking with a friend
To my first school disco and my doom...
All the way there my pal chatted without a care.
Gelled hair and sporting his dad's gold chain...
Now here was a confidant lad. He'd been there,
Seen it,done it, and to my inward screaming terror
He knew how to dance.
Me, I didn't have a clue and the Doc Marten boots
Which made my feet look twice as big
Weren't going to help.
Nearing the school I caught the first thuds
Of the booming music sounding like cannons
Being fired at a state funeral.
Those guns called for ME.
I wanted to turn and run home
But loss of face prevented this dishonour.
The heat inside the school hall hit me in the face
Like a dripping wet blanket. The thumping beat
Burst into my ears, making them roar.
So this was a disco...
Where familiar faces from school
Took on an unearthly appearance
Bathed in flickering multi-coloured lights
Where stolen glances in the classroom
Could change into lingering looks concealed by the dark.
This was where girls asked me to dance with an aggression
That scared me to death.
This was all new to me.Everyone was different than before.
We were almost acting like adults, and I for one
Did not let my customary shyness cripple me that night,
For even a tongue-tied oaf in big clumsy boots
Could look like Travolta under those lights.
When the time came to go home,collecting my coat
I felt somehow different. Walking out of the school gates
Into the moonlit night,I was suprised my coat fitted me
For I could have sworn I was ten feet tall.
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