People laughed and hooted, and I trained my ears, trying to figure out what was happening. Was that seriously a Bobby Brown song? “Oh, my God,” someone said and laughed. “What?” I asked. “What’s going on?” “Will Grayson is dancing,” Rika answered, sounding like she was embarrassed for him. “Oh, my God, he’s on a table.” Everyone in our area broke into laughter, and whatever he was doing must’ve been entertaining. “My Prerogative” blared, and I couldn’t help but smile and bob my head a little bit. It was a fun choice of music. I’d probably like Will.
