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After I lost the feeling in my legs I decided that the best thing to do was sit down. Finding the table that Kirk and Eric were seated at, I sat down. Having a quick conversation with the guys, I turned my attention to the dance floor. Looking for a certain red gown, I scanned the floor. Then I saw her, dancing by herself, unlike everyone else. She glided along the floor, turning her hips to the beat. I would be crazy if I said, I didn't think she was attractive. She was more than attractive she was, damn, what was she. I could study the dictionary front to back and I still wouldn't be able to find a word that could do her justice.
The music got louder and the beat got faster. Everyone started to scream, clearly excited over the song-which I didn't recognize-that was now playing.
Even from where I was seated, I could see the faintest smirk on Isabelle's lips. She clearly took pride in all the eyes watching her. A group of kids had surrounded her, blocking my view. I wanted to keep watching, so I stood up and walked over to the dance floor. Pushing my way into the front I finally had a perfect view of Isabelle.
Their was a part of me that wanted to join in, but after remembering how bad I dance, I chose against it.
A few seconds later, more people jumped in with her, causing this dance to look more like an orgy waiting to happen.
After getting stabbed in the gut by various elbows I finally made it out off the dance floor, all in one piece, more or less.
Only taking a few glances back, I saw layers of red before I finally got back to my seat.
Finding Kurt who I thought couldn't get any more drunk, but i was proven wrong.
He had one foot on the table and another on his seat, standing in a confident stance he held a drink in the air.
"This is to all the kids who are still not shit-faced!" He cheered, to empty seats.
Dragging him by the elbow I placed him back in his seat.
"Great speech, now sit down and eat your chips." I said, pointing at the bag of 'Cheetos' on the table.
"Man, I don't feel so good." He said, resting his head on his hands.
"You puke, you puke over there." I said, pointing to the bathrooms.
"Nah, I'm good." He said, taking a gulp of his drink.
Standing up, pushing back his chair and giving me a slurred goodbye, he walked off into the abyss of horny, drunken teenagers.
He walked in.
She walked out.
Hiya! So not that long but good enough for now, see ya'll in the next chapter.
PS: For those who read my Percy Jackson Fanfic then just know that ill have the chapter in before November ends.
Busy! Busy!
Love, Bella