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Jacob Whitesides

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The ballroom was filled. You carry your dress as you walk through the crowd. The mask covered your face lightly as well as everyone else's.

You were at a party, a masquerade one to be specific. Boys wore black tuxes as the girls wore the usual ballgowns. You head over to the punch bowl meeting eye to eye with the server. He smiled at you and so did his eyes through his mask.

"Here you are." He says sweetly as he kisses up to you. You roll your eyes holding the red punch he gave you. You give him a fake smile as you turn around; pig. You then manage to find your friends. They wore similar masks and dresses, as it was easier to identify.
"Find any cute guys yet?" your friend asks you as you sigh. "I wish, every boy here is a pig." You complain as they agree nodding their each. "Punch boy got an eye for you." She then adds as you both look over to him. He smiled waving slightly as if he was already watching you. You stare blankly at him. "I hate boys." You groan second guessing everything, maybe this whole thing was stupid anyways. "You'll find someone." She says giving you a warm smile. You smile back hoping she was right. You feel a grasp on your wrist, your friends pulled you into the dance floor.
Letting lose, you start to dance having a good time. You notice familiar faces, a few friends and even the punch boy as well. "Hey, wanna dance?" He comes up to you shouting over the loud music. You look over to your friends who were either giggling uncontrollably or clenching their teeth. "Uh,I..." you start to say until you feel a small pull on your side. You turn seeing a tall boy, with nicely groomed hair. His eyes were brown, but with a mysterious tone in them. "I think I'm dancing with her." He then says to the punch boy. "Oh yeah, it's cool."
"Sorry." You say feeling sympathetic. The tall boy reachs his hand for you as you feel your cheeks blush.
As you both stand in the middle of the floor, you begin to rest your hands on his shoulders as he holds his on your waist. "Thanks for that." You decide to say. "He looked pretty annoying." He laughs as you seem to get lost in his eyes. "Yeah, what's your name? I didn't seem to catch it."
"Y/N." you respond as he smiles. "I'm Jacob."
You smile frequently looking down to the ground as you continue dancing with him. You continue to talk, learning more about him. He usually never came to dances like this, he was quite shy, but you learned how to open him up.
"I would love to dance with you more, but I have... uh I have... to go." He says confused. "Uh, oh, yeah I totally understand." You say lying. You had no idea what he was doing. "I'll bring you back to your friends." He smiles holding your hand. It was warm and soft.

"Hey!" your friends smile giving you the 'look'. "I'll see you later, Y/N." he smiles finally disappearing. "Where is he going?"
"Get him back."
"Was he good at dancing?"
Those were the responses you got. You felt a little disappointed in your self having him go like that. You didn't even get a number or anything. "I guess, he's just a boy, guys." You say slightly annoyed.
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A few hours passed by as you continued to dance and eat with your friends. You had about a half hour until the party ended.
You were surrounded with a group of friends as you hear someone speak into the microphone. "Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen, we are having a special guest tonight, please give a round of applause to Jacob Whitesides."
You felt as if you dropped your jaw in motion. Was that really him? You hear claps around you as you met his eyes onto yours. He smiles holding the microphone. He had his guitar next to him as he sat down. "Thank you, I will be singing radioactive."
He starts to strum on his guitar, powerfully singing into the microphone. People were dancing still as you stay with your friends. "Wow, he's cute." One of them says. You look at his face, it looked different with the mask, but you still were able to identify him; he looked cuter actually.
"Guys, that's him." You say slapping one of their arms. "Oh my god, Y/N is so lucky." They say to one another. You pay attention closely to his singing, every tone, beat, the melody was on point. You loved singers, especially as they look at you every once in a while.
Jacob ends his song finally leaving the stage. "Guys, I'll be right back." You say as you flee the scene. You knew where he was going.
He probably came to this event to perform and leave. You head for the lobby struggling to hold your dress. You walk as fast as you can finally seeing him in that black tux. You watch as he fixes his bowtie with his guitar case in his hand. "Jacob!" you yell.
He looks over giving you a smirk. "Y/N." He stops in his tracks as you walk to him. You were almost out of breath. "Where are you going?"
He shrugs his shoulders finally seeing your mask off. He smiles dazing into your eyes. "Um, I just don't want people to think of me weird."
"What?"
"I get embarrassed a little, when girls find out I sing." He admits. "I love singers" you laugh. "Really?" He opens his eyes up a bit more. "Yeah, you're really good." You say telling the truth. "Thanks." He smiles looking down.
"Wanna hang out sometime?" You ask finally growing a pair of balls yourself (not really).
"Yeah, here's my number." He says pulling out his phone. You both exchange numbers. "Tomorrow, 7?" he asks smiling to you. "Sounds perfect."
"I gotta go though, back to my friends." you finally say. "I'll see you tomorrow." He says placing a soft kiss on your cheeks. Your face automatically turned red as his lips lift away. "I'll see you tomorrow." You blush turning away from him.

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