Julie and her family had arrived on time at the club, and to the approval of her parents, the party was going just as planned. The members were enjoying the music and food andnot one of the Montagues were in sight. That was all true until the Montague family made their entrance and took the farthest table from the Capulets.
Julie didn't like dancing with people she wasn't fond of, but her parents made sure that she would dance with any available "young man". If she had counted, Julie probably danced with that stupid Peter Thomas six times! Her parents were constantly shoving them out onto the dance floor every chance they could get.
Sometimes, Julie wished her parents would let her liveher own life, and not pull her into their perfect country club life-style. She wished that they would let her choose who she wanted to date. However, for right now, she had no choice but to listen and please her parents. Julie was glad when the Cha-Cha slide had finally finished.
She was ready to get off her feet and sit down. It was getting close to midnight and she was really tired. As she began to leave the dance floor, the lights started to dim. She searched for her table but instead of finding it she found herself gazing intoa pair of warm, friendly brown eyes. She couldn't really see the rest of his face, but she knew fate had brought them together that night.
She smiled and walked toward the intriguing stranger. The music was soft and slow, and it felt like time had stopped. They grew lost into each other's eyes and quietly swayed to the music, just enjoying eachother's company.
As the clock struck midnight, the mysterious boy leaned down and kissed her.