Aww, special thanks to NileyDreamCatcher (a.k.a. Hunter) and barkaduter6teen for their sweet reviews. You do not know how excited I was to get their reviews. Here's the next chapter of the story who's characters I don't own:

I was talking to the old, wrinkly guy. Somehow we had gotten off the topic of my out-loud-thinking and into how boring the party was. Apparently even old people get bored.

"So, dear, what do you think of the 120th Capitol Gala?" he asked.

"Well.." I stalled What if I hurt his feelings? Eh, Frank seems like an understanding type of grandpa figure."Quite frankly, it's boring."

"Oh! That's just what I was thinking. I'd rather watch my sister's daughter's play, and that's torture."

Laughing, I replied, "You haven't seen torture unless you've moisturized my Uncle Earl's bunions." I shuddered at the memory, "Eeugh!"

Right then I was rudely bumped from behind causing me to spill a little of my Sprite. I turned around to give the person a piece of my mind. All the time I was talking to Frank (who knew an old prune like him could be so interesting?) I had forgotten about my mission. Who could be the bumper but Nicholas Grey? Gah.

Nick's P.O.V

I had accidentally bumped into a brunette girl my age I hadn't noticed before on my way to the food table, impulsively I ran my fingers through my hair. She turned around quickly her mouth opened, but nothing came out, then she opened her mouth again and said, "Excuse me? Are you going to apologize?"

I was a little taken aback by how she responded, I'm used to girls throwing themselves at me, but I mumbled, "Sorry.."

"What did you say?" she asked.

I knew she had heard my apology, but I hadn't come across a girl like this since middle school, and I was intrigued, "I said sorry, alright?"

"Oh, really? Then.." She didn't get to finish suddenly there was a black-out. There were cries of confusion throughout the ballroom. Then I felt a large beefy hand cover my mouth, the owner of the hand happened to be very strong and dragged me out of the room.

Miley's P.O.V

The lights came back on after 3 minutes of confused floundering, then I realized Nicholas Grey was no longer in front of me. I saw a flash of his signature dark, curly hair disappear from the entrance of the ballroom. Oh, Crap.

Nick's P.O.V

I felt myself being stuffed into a chair, and suddenly the lights were back on. There, I found my self bound to an uncomfortable chair and sitting right in front of me were the four girls Joe, Kevin and I had been talking to. Strangely.. they were smiling, the tallest one who I'd given my number to spoke first, "Hey, hotshot, not so hot now eh?" she taunted," let me formally introduce us, I'm Selena Hanley, and these are my sisters."

Hanley, why did that name ring a bell?

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Did you guys enjoy that? Was it too short? I always think I'm writing so much more, but then when I go back and read it I find that it's shorter than it seemed. Hm. Criticism is good, sweet words are good too. Please review?

-toasty enchilada