Clara's POV
When I pull up to the Pink Garter I can already hear the music that is always on the radio and the casual conversations going on while people step inside. As I walk up to the entrance people who are chillin' outside (for no apparent reason) stare at me as if I as if they were looking in to my soul. This is a side affect of being part angel which, sometimes has its perks but now isn't one of them. I don't like all the attention so; I hurry inside to find Angela. The lights are dimmed but I can still see everything around me. Angela has set up tables with snacks and drinks and she arranged the place so it doesn't look like a theatre anymore. I must say she did a pretty good job; this must not be her first party. The air smells of different perfumes and colognes, and that scent you get when your nerves build up from that guy who ask you to dance or that girl who keeps glancing at you from across the room. I look around and finally spot Angela. She looks away from who she is talking to, sees me, and gestures me over. I cautiously walk over making sure I don't bump into anyone with a drink that is just waiting to spill on me. Finally I reach her. "There you are and looking pretty good I might add. Is that for someone special?" She remarks as she gestures to a guy laughing with a group of popular people. I look over and recognize that guy as Christian. I automatically expect a vision to appear but instead I begin to feel my face getting hot. Before I can reply she changes the subject. "People have been asking for you." Me? Who would ask for me? As if someone read my mind Wendy shows up. We say hello to each other and hug. "Now the party can begin come on," Wendy exclaims as she tugs at my arm. I look at Angela to make sure she is okay with me leaving her. "Go but I do need to talk to you later," She says with a smirk. It is probably something about angels like it usually is. Wendy leads me pushing past people to our group of invisibles from lunch. They all say hi and comment on my dress or shoes but I don't really pay attention. I can't help wondering why I felt that way when I looked at Christian. It makes me think of my vision when the words, we belong together occur. Does that have something to do with it? "Clara, hello Earth to Clara." Wendy is waving her hand in front of my face. "Sorry I was just thinking about…" Wait, what was I thinking about? I can't tell her the truth and I am not good at lying. I need to say something realistic. "I was thinking about the quiz tomorrow in Brit History." There that's rational. "Well if your thinking about school then you need to have some fun come with me." She grabs my arm yet again and pulls me along. She takes me to another room next to the auditorium that is normally the refreshment area during a play, but tonight looks like a room made just for couples. Some couples are talking and cooing over each other while others are point blank making out. "Is there something you want to tell me?" I asked confused in a joking way. She laughs at the question. "No silly, this may look like some weird couples hideout but it is actually the game room and we are about to play spin the bottle." Great, now she wants me to play spin the bottle and have to kiss someone I barely know. She sees the doubt in my face. "Oh come on, it will be fun I promise." Before I can make a decision she pulls me down on to the floor to begin forming the circle. Just then Angela walks in smiling when she sees me. "I just told everyone about the game, more people should be coming soon." She sits down next to me and leans to whisper in my ear. "You won't believe who agreed to play."