Freddie (Chapter 2)

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Loud music. Flashing lights. Seas of bodies. The party was crazy. 

I was on top of the world, quite literally in ecstasy. I danced in the mosh of squirming people. I had lost my mates in the crowd of people dancing. I began to look around for them, but instead I found her. 

 Her dark brown hair flowed around below her shoulder as she swayed to the music. Her blue eyes were cloudy and glazed. She was wearing a short white dress with fish net leggings and a leather jacket. Her body was perfect, she was the definition of beautiful.

 Should I walk up to her? What do I say?She was so into the music, she wasn't paying attention to her surroundings. I finally grow some balls to go up to her. 

 I was going to introduce myself, but I felt like this is not the time. Instead I come from behind and follow her every move along with the music. She grabs my neck pulling me closer closing the gap between us and that was the only signal I needed to place both of my hands around her tiny waist. Her back is against my front and she begins to move against me. I pull her closer to me and she continues her dirty dancing. I love the touch of her soft and warm skin. After a couple of more songs she walks away without saying a word. I follow her out the party.

 "Where are you going?" I ask her trying to catch up to her. She gives me no respond, and continues her way as if I was never there. I attempt one more time, I walk up to her fixing my messy hair and this time I stand in front of her making her stop walking. 

 "Hi, I'm Freddie" I extend my hand and she looks at it. Then she looks up at me and for a split second her blue eyes pierced me with a agonized glare, you could see fear in those cruel eyes, you could see many things; things words cant describe. 

"I'm Elizabeth" she takes my hand and we shook hands slowly with our eyes locked on each other.  

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