I felt stupid. I felt so stupid that I wanted to leave. But I couldn't leave because Annabeth was having a good time. She was dancing with a guy she met at school. I didn't like it and his hand was too placed too low down on her back and she was too close to his body. I mean I know they were dancing, but still. I decided that I hated the guy. Peggy Lee was playing in the background and I felt thoroughly depressed. I watched Annabeth and her friend dance. I had to admit the guy had moves.
It was some kind of ballroom jig that I definitely would never be able to do because I couldn't tell my left foot from right, despite me being able to destroy monsters. I actually started to like the dance they were doing, it was fluid and entertaining, and I even unconsciously ignored the fact that he was most likely groping my girlfriend.
I started to be okay with them being so close until he dipped her toward the floor and her leg rode up and hooked around his. Their faces were impossibly close. My vision bathed in red and I stood up. My temper flared. I wanted to destroy her 'friend' and never see him again and never let Annabeth see him again. I knew it was a medieval thought, but I seriously considered locking her up. I clenched my fists and tried to calm my breathing. My brain told me to do nothing but destroy the guy touching Annabeth.
I was about a second away from fishing riptide out of my jacket pocket and skewering him despite it not being able to do him any harm. There was no way he was getting away with practically attempting to engage in eye sex with my girl-

"Hey man you all good?" a voice asked.

It was Jason. I turned to him and he winced. He looked onto the dance floor and saw Annabeth and her guy having a good time. "Yes" I said. "I am having a great time, watching them procreate with their eyes, the no good son of a-"

"Calm down, dude, don't cause a scene out here, why are you so angry?" he asked.

"What do you mean 'why are you angry?' he's a fiend, probably some kind of serial rapist or something" I seethed.

"You're jealous" he laughed. And when I say laughed I mean a booming laugh that practically echoed through the gym.

"No" I pouted. "I am not jealous at all, thank you very much, not at all" I said to myself more so than Jason.

Jason just shook his head and walked straight onto the dance floor. He started spinning around and smiling, he then proceeds to put his hands into the air waving them around. I had no idea what he was doing and it made me nervous. Maybe he snapped and went psycho and I would have to explain to his sister what happened to-

I understood what he was doing. Either very stealthily or obviously he shimmed his body between Annabeth and her friend and grabbed her hands. She laughed and shook her head. They both danced and Jason edged toward me. This was quite possibly the best plan his brilliant mind had ever thought of. I couldn't believe it. He spun Annabeth and let go of her hand and she pun straight into my arms. I thanked the heavens and Jason.

"Hi" I said. I thought that was appropriate at the time, but looking back on it, it was rather lame.

"Hello" she laughed.

"Teach me" I said.

"What?"

"To dance"

"Really?" her tone held serious doubt.

"Yes"

"Okay then" she smiled.

I thumbs upped the Gods as she led me to the dance floor, either to my happiness or to my embarrassing failure.