That night I met Maria. She sat with a vulnerable expression. I knew her from school as the smartass girl. I'm sure her friends hauled her to this party. I didn't hesitate to walk over to her. I bent down so we could talk face to face.
"Maria!" I shout over the music.
She looks up wide eyed. "Yes?" She asks. I can scarcely hear her soft voice.
"I'm Uriah. Want to dance?" I ask.
She's unsure whether she wants to or not. I smirk at her face. It's filled with concern and confusion.
"Relax, I don't bite." I say as I pull her up.
I pull her towards the crowd. She's still unsure but doesn't argue with me. Her eyes lighten up as I show her my famous dance moves. And then I see it. Her expression changes. The corners of her lips pull upward. All of her teeth show. She smiled at me. The beautiful Maria smile.
It's a few minutes until I notice her smile disappears. Maria is now the only one not dancing. I stop dancing too. I laugh at her.
"Is that a new dance move, Maria? You've got to show me how it's done!" I laugh.
"Hilarious." She says.
"Well why'd you stop?" I ask. I think the laughter has finally drained out of me.
"I am a little claustrophobic." She says.
I grab her hand to realize it's all sweaty. She immediately pulls away in embarrassment. She drags her fingers throw her hair as a distraction.
"Come on." I say. I lead her out of the crowd.
She follows me to the pit. Everyone is either partying or asleep and leaves few people roaming the pit. I bring her away from the roamers. I place my right hand around her waist and the other I hold her right hand in. She seems to follow and places her spare hand around my neck. I chuckle at how she can barely reach. She gives me a sarcastic laugh and then we dance.
All we do is dance.