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Sure, tango dancing with Abby sounded cool at the time, but when you get to the class... Left leg, right leg, step and twirl. So tedious! Even worse, when the girls took me shopping, I didn't just get a tux - No, I had to get a brand new wardrobe! Note to self: Never show Sarah your credit card again.

As I sat in my room massaging my leg muscles, my phone bleeped to let me know I had a text;

'Hi Connr, come 2 mi plc 2mrrw 4 Sarahz prt!'

Becker's text language was getting better, better than mine nearly. I sent a text back to him, to tell him we could come;

'Bex, wi can cm, y ur plc tho?'

I hobbled down the stairs to meet Abby in the living room, cuddling Rex, and she was terrified out of her skin.

"Are you watching District 9 again?" That movie always caught her unawares.

She nodded, seemingly made out of stone, frozen in horror and despair. Uh oh, sounds like I'm turning into Charles Dickens – I've spent WAY too much time with Lester.

'Ddnt u no mi n Sarah r goin owt?' Becker's reply was lacking in sarcasm. Of course I did! Everyone did! Now it made sense as to why we were going to Becker's house. Gosh Connor, think!

"ABBY! WE'RE GOING TO BECKER'S TOMORROW!" My throat was sore now, after calling Rex back inside. He flew off Abby when I turned off the movie, and was in a strop since then. Damn dinosaurs, sometimes I know why they went extinct.

I mailed Becker back;

'Oh no, of curs nt! Srsly, Bex evry1 knw. Cstme prt?' It's so Sarah to throw a costume party, her and her clothes obsession! What theme? I can hardly come as the Mad Hatter if it's a Hawaiian party, can I?

'Yer, Medieval thme. Go King Arthur!' Wonderful. This means more shopping for me and Abby.

Bing bong! Wow, a doorbell! On Becker's house! I thought he would have made everyone do the manly thing and knock instead. Abby was a beautiful damsel in distress, all purple and mysterious. Just like always. I was Lancelot, armoured and very sore, the plastic poked into my skin like a blunt knife, or Rex's tail when he's grumpy.

Danny was King Arthur, obviously, and had even applied a beard! Becker and Sarah were both peasants that were very much in love. They looked so happy; I wonder if I'll ever be like that with Abby. Who knows? Jenny even came! I had no idea what she was, just all red and black and pointy. I wished Nick and Stephen could have been there, but then there would have been no Becker or Danny...

Becker pumped the music loud and I showed him how to connect his iPod to the stereo, he was thrilled with that. We danced (not very well in my case) all night; making jokes, drinking way past the limit. Poor Jenny, she passed out around eleven o'clock but woke up later all groggy and blushing until she was the colour of her dress!

Then along came one song that sounded familiar to me. Abby and I were prepared for this, and started dancing the tango; it was more passionate and carefree this time. The exhilaration of twirling and clapping clearly went to Abby's head because as we finished she was puffing and giggling. She batted her eyelashes at me. What would that mean? Probably, just that she was very, very drunk.

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