That same afternoon, back home, as soon as I arrived, I threw myself on the bed and started checking my cell phone, when I got a message from my best friend Homer.

**Message from Homer:**

Homer: Hey, wanna go out for a bit?

**Dax's reply:**

Dax: Not today, I'm not feeling up to it.

**Message from Homer:**

Homer: Hey, come on, cheer up, the year is just beginning.

**Dax's reply:**

Dax: Mmm... okay, but just for a little while.

At that moment, I got out of bed, put my cell phone on charge, and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After a few minutes, I got out of the shower.

“What a nice shower,” I said as I dried myself off, put on a blue short-sleeved shirt and blue jeans, grabbed my cell phone, my wallet, and my house keys.

After walking for a few minutes, I arrived at the place where I was going to meet my friends, since Homer had invited them. When I arrived, I saw Jaz, Homer, Andrew, and Just, and I greeted them with a hug, since I hadn't seen them in months.

Dax: Hey, long time no see!

Homer: Hahaha, you say that, but we live close by.

Andrew: That's true. The three of us live close by and we never go out.

Jaz: Well, at least you guys live close by. I live far away and I don't even go out.

Just: I'd better not say anything because I live here, but not that close to these three.

Homer: Hey! We didn't come here to talk, we came to hang out and eat!

Dax: *Scratches his nose* Oh, impatient as always.

Homer just laughed and stuck his tongue out at me.

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As we walked, we passed by a place with cultural music. I stopped to watch the band play, remembering how my older brother used to play the drums and how I've always admired him. Before I knew it, my friends had already joined the crowd to dance.

Max: *Sigh* Here we go again... *I joined the crowd and finally let go of my fear and started dancing with my friends.*

Homer: That's it, Max!

Dax: Shut up! I'm not good at this!

At that moment, I remembered that the day before, I had gone out for a walk with my mother, and she had always wanted to dance with one of her children. Since my brother never fulfilled that promise... well, I did, even posting about it online.

Just: Really?! Because you seem to have talent.

Dax: If you say so...

After hours of laughter, dancing, and lots of food, I finally returned home. I went into my room and sat down in my chair in front of the computer. I turned it on, entered my password, opened my chats... and realized that the classmate I had talked to on the 14th had seen my status dancing with my mother. I felt embarrassed... but I asked myself: why?