"May I have this dance?" I bowed down and held out my hand. I looked at Aly and smiled. She smiled at me back.

"It wouldn't hurt," she said as she moved her torso from side to side and twirled a lock of hair. She held out her arm.

Aly was the belle of the ball that night. She was wearing a sleeveless pink dress that ended above her knees. She wore gloves that ended at her elbows. They were also pink, which suited her dress perfectly well. Her hair was coiffed and there was a pink headband with a faux rose attached to it. She looked good, as I believed she would before the dance.

I wanted to look good for her too, so I wore a tux. We both looked good, by my definition.

I took her hand and kissed it.

"I hope you don't mind." I rose up and took both hands. The song they were playing was a slow song, so I'd have to put my hands on Aly's waist. I didn't what song it was, but it wasn't like that mattered.

I put my hands around Aly's waist. She put her hands on my shoulders. Very slowly, I led her around the room. I could feel the silkiness of her gloves. God, it was so good. It made me want to force her onto a bed and take off her clothes. I don't know why.

"Are you enjoying this?" I rested my forehead against hers. I could feel a lot of sweat. She was nervous. Or so I thought.

"Yes." Was she lying?

"You're nervous, right?"

She shook her head. "No."

"Why are you sweating so much, then?"

She smiled cheekily. "I forgot my deodorant." She giggled.

I smiled back. This was a really good night. Maybe I could ask Aly out on a date.

"Kiss me," I whispered.

"Not until the thousand days have passed up," she whispered back.

"A thousand days? What do you-"

I remembered. When I kissed Aly almost a year ago, I'd made her promise to tell me when a thousand days had passed. It was so I could know that I was still alive.

"Have you forgotten?" She raised her eyebrows in curiosity... and concern.

I shook my head. "I remember now."

Aly nodded. "Okay."

I could hear my stomach rumbling as our bellies rubbed together. "Do you want to eat something?"

Aly shrugged. "I don't mind grabbing some grub."

I took her hand and led her outside the room. In the hall, there were hot dogs and sandwiches.

I took a beef hot dog and put some ketchup and relish on it. Aly took a Polish hot dog and put mustard and relish on it. Around the corner, there were a few chairs, so we took a seat.

Aly took a bite out of her hot dog. She'd removed her gloves and placed a napkin on the skirt of her dress so they wouldn't get dirty.

"Let's talk," I said, taking a bite out of the hot dog.

Except I didn't know what to talk about.