DANCING QUEEN
Motives intact, Paige began scanning her basement, which was slowly filling up with people. She looked from one guy to another. Jimmy? Craig? Jay? As she weighed her options an unwelcome face appeared in her sight line. It was him, the only one who could melt her back into the old, sweet, vulnerable Paige, the one people rarely saw. As Spinner crossed the room, she grew upset seeing how happy and calm he was. Sure it had been almost three months, but she didn't want him to have recovered yet. He had been so heartbroken at the time of their split, and she wondered how he could seem so calm now. She grew disgusted as she saw him walk over to Hazel and Heather and start chatting and flirting. She decided she had better find someone to hook up with, and quick. Spinning around and scanning the room, a pair of ice-blue eyes met hers. Recognizing their owner, she wondered, could he be the guy?
Taking in the scent of Hazel's perfume Spinner Mason tried with all his might to avoid looking at her. He was doing so well, maintaining his cool, but one fatal bit of eye contact could send him spinning back into memories, shedding him of his calm demeanor. But as he glanced in her direction he noticed that her eyes were not on him. He almost got upset, feeling neglected and forlorn because she didn't happen to be thinking of him at that same moment. Instead he met Hazel's eyes and smiled. "You know, I wonder if the hot tub is available? Let's check." He turned on his suave charm and escorted Hazel from the basement.
Sean Cameron couldn't believe he was here. He couldn't believe Jay and Alex would have wanted to come, or that he'd even been invited to Paige Michalchuk's party. As he scanned the room for people he knew, he spotted a figure, in shades of black and silver and turquoise, that was slightly blurred by the glaring light of a disco ball. The figure seemed to command a certain presence, and as he moved closer he made eye contact with her, and realizing who it was, found himself curious and amazed at the same time.
As she bounced around the room, flirting and mingling up a storm, Manny noticed a group of three coming down the stairs of the basement. The first was clad in almost solid black, the next in green and gray, and the last in white. It was Craig, accompanied by Ashley and Ellie. He looked so amazing, so different than usual. He was wearing a white button down shirt that was slightly wrinkled and slim fitting jeans. He was a vision of romance, and the unseemly figures next to him seemed to block out his beautiful aura. As they entered Manny knew what she had to do, and, making eye contact with her handsome prince, she turned on her charm and batted her eyelashes playfully. He was all hers tonight.