The Chosen One (1)

Note: From here, the story will be told in Alphonse's POV. This is the official start of his story.

I asked my twin sister Aerith for a dance, and she much obliged. I extended my hand and she put her on mine. I escorted her towards the center of the dance floor and held her in a position for us to start dancing.

"Be nice, okay?" Aerith gave me a serious knowing look. I cannot help but chuckle.

"Pfft…" I tried to prevent my laughter from going out. "Do not worry, I will not do anything to embarrass you in front of so many people."

In our every dance lesson, because Aerith was ahead of me in that area I always do pranks on her that sometimes made her furious. She is such a good dancer that I was able to improve my dancing skills significantly.

We started to sway with the music at the center of the dance floor. I can feel all eyes are upon eyes, staring at the two of us intently. I can feel the tension to do better and not making any mistakes.