–Fine! Fine, just leave then, go home, and do nothing, and be borrring. She ranted. I just shrugged and peeled myself off the wall, leaning close enough for her to hear me without shouting.

–Its okay to be boring sometimes Alice. She just shook her head and frowned, diving back into the flesh-colored sea of fabric and faces, muttering about me the whole time. I felt a small smile curve up my face despite how I felt, at least my friends were always there. As a thumping Spanish rap song came banging through the speakers I turned on my heel and lifted a hand visor-style to my eyebrows, trying to spot the bright red exit sign. It was crowded though, and my eyes didn’t land on anything remotely resembling the luminous red and white plastic beacon. Lowering my shoulder I just started in the direction I thought it should be and started to part through the crush of people. Girls grabbed at me constantly, all trying to stop me, to keep me here and keep me the same meaningless one hitter quitter. Any other night I would’ve stopped at even the mention of a pretty face, would’ve given them what they wanted and kept it moving. Not tonight though.

The crowd was starting to get thinner and the air clearer as I progressed, so I felt I must’ve been going in the right direction. Sure enough I looked up to see the unfathomable black rectangle that was the door out of here, then something, someone actually, blocked my line of vision.

The girl materialized in front of me, seemingly out of nowhere, dancing by herself and as if no one else was watching. A black mini-dress clung to her damp, perfect form, the cotton tightly outlining all of her assets. I stared blatantly. My eyes slipping up from the shiny stilettos strapped around ankles to rove up her perfect tan thighs, equally luminous thanks to the beads of sweat continually building up and sliding down them. My gaze ground to a slow stop at the space between them, and I licked my lips involuntarily, then bit down on the bottom one. Damn. Trying to shake the thoughts that had suddenly exploded in my head off I ripped my eyes away, forcing them upward, then instantly regretting it as they landed on her face. Her eyes were closed, long lashes resting against her high cheekbones, as she tilted her head in time with the beat. Her sensitive full lips were ever so slightly parted, a hand buried in her hair tightly as she danced, one with the rhythm and the bass. Every single part of her body was thrown completely into the song, from her fingertips to her eyelids, minuscule movements accompanying the bold twists and turns of her torso and hips. I stopped completely in my tracks.