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DANCE

Anna walked up the path to the front door of Betsy's house, and just as she was about to knock on the door, it opened. The purple haired girl smiled at her, and grabbed her arm.

"Great, you're finally here." she told her as she started to drag her inside, but Anna resisted. She turned around and smiled and waved to Remy who was watching her from the sidewalk. Betsy narrowed her eyes at Remy as soon as she saw him and dragged Anna the rest of the way into the house. Once the door was shut, she turned to Anna.

"I thought I told you about him." Anna nodded.

"We're just friends."

"Are you sure that is something you want?" Betsy asked her a bit skeptically.

"Yeah."

"Well, we better get you upstairs to meet the rest of the gang."

"Gang?" Betsy smirked.

"How else is it going to be a girl's night without some more girls?" Anna smiled back and they ran upstairs. Betsy nearly pushed her into her room, where she noticed the other girls sitting around chatting. Then she proceeded to introducing each of them.

"Hey girls, this is our Anna." as she gestured to her.

"Anna," she pointed to the red-head that she had told her about in the cafeteria, "this is Jean." They both smiled and nodded. Then her finger went to a somewhat giddy girl who was sitting on the bed, wearing bright colors.

"Jubilee." then there was a pop as the girl blew a bubble. Then finally, she went to the girl sitting on the floor, indian style, near Jubilee.

"And Kitty." Then Betsy turned back to Anna grinning mischievously.

"Now that all of that is over, it's time for make-overs."

All four girls dragged Anna into the bathroom and sat her down on a stool. Then simultaneously tapped their chins with their finger.

"What do we start with first?" Betsy asked.

"I say the chica's hair." Jubilee chimed in.

"But she has beautiful hair." Jean said reluctantly.

"Isn't that the point?" Jubilee asked her.

"Now what a second. Ah did not agree ta any of-" Anna was hushed as Betsy placed a hand over her mouth.

"I know, but we won't do anything bad to you. Right now Anna, you need a change. When was the last time you had a make-over?"

"Well, Ah-"

"Exactly. We will have tons of boys asking you out tomorrow." Then she turned to the rest of the girls, grinning evilly, "and Emma head-over-heels jealous."

"Ah don't know." she said sadly looking at her hands. Betsy squatted down to her level.

"Trust us. We want to be your friends." she told her as she smiled genuinely. Anna nodded.

During the hour, they had cut Anna's hair, bleached two white stripes that shaped around her face, re-did her make-up, and dressed her in a tight black skirt, a green halter top, with a black leather jacket, and some heels. All four girls smiled at their creation as Anna stared at the sight of herself in a full-body mirror. But she did not get long, as all four girls dragged her out of her revere and out of the house into a car. They drove for about ten minutes, until they reached the school. Anna had forgot that there was a school dance tonight. But, of course, none of the other girls were giving her any information.

All of the girls turned to Anna, just before going inside.

"Remember girly, leave them wanting more." Jubilee told her smiling slyly.

"And like, don't do anything you, like don't want to." Kitty told her putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"Let them think they are in charge though." Jean said confidently.

"But above all, have fun. Don't make any promises. Flirt up a storm." Betsy told her grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the door.

As soon as Anna walked in, she could feel all of the stares, and hear all of the whispers. As she walked over to a table, she noticed a load of different boys heading her way. She took a deep breath and smiled as she sat down, noticing that the girls were behind her and were about to sit with her as well. All night, she had boys giving her punch and asking her to dance. It was nice, but she felt a little bit ridiculous. She was never, even in her wildest dreams, this type of girl. These guys were all but drooling over her. It felt...empowering. But when the last dance came, she was looking around the room, sitting down trying to rest her wary feet, when someone caught her eyes. Just as soon as she had caught his eyes, he smiled and made his way through the room to get to her. When he reached her he held out his hand, asking for her to dance with him, without even saying a word. She smiled and nodded as she took his hand, as her brain seemed to forget to relay any messages of the pain in her feet as she followed him to the middle of the dance floor. He stared into the endless green as she did into his brown, falling in deeper and deeper as if it were quicksand. He took his hand and pulled a white strand from her face as they danced, to get a better look at her face. She relished his touch, it felt almost as if it set her whole body on fire. When the dance was over, he asked her, "What's your name?"

"Anna." she whispered breathlessly. He pressed down onto her lips with his lightly, and then proceeded to tell her, "I'm Scott."

Neither of the two, nor anybody else in the room noticed the person in the shadows. His eyes almost burning red in anger and jealousy, not being able to take his gaze from the two.