Today is the ball day and we're all at the venue dressed up.
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Im so excited for today but there's this odd feeling in me that something bad's gonna happen today.
I thought maybe Im just paranoid but its been going on lately.
I haven't told anyone about this though. Maybe my gut's just nervous today
As expected many people were already inside including my friends.
I went to my friends and said hi. I really miss them. We didn't even see each other for a week cause Greg had a mission and Skylar and Andrew went to Boston
"Girl you look beautiful. I'll just say this again. If I were a boy, I'd date u. Instead im stuck with this idiot who acted dead on the street to get us help." Sky rolled her eyes.
"Hey! It was one time! And besides, the plan worked!" Andrew explained
Skylar just sighed and smacked andrew. "You're right. Your stupid plan did work"
Greg and I just laughed at the two bickering couples and decided to eat some dessert.
"Greg, where's your lover boy?" I asked him nudging his shoulder
"Oh he has a mission the whole week. So he cant join. And oh- There's your lover boy" Greg teased me and I turned my head to see blake looking damn hot as ever.
"Correction. Asshole" Skylar muttered She actually has a bit of a grudge towards him after what he did to me.
Blake slowly went to us and greeted the others before taking my hand and taking me to another place.
"You look beautiful, just like an angel" He said his fingers caressing my face gently.
I felt his finger on my lips and softly wiped it. "Hmmm strawberry. I like it" He said after tasting it.
I know by now my face looks like a tomato. Why didn't they told me there was something on my face?! Im gonna murder them!
"You look good too." I told him.
He smiled and held my hand again. "Shall we dance?" I nodded my head and he held me by the waist while my hands went to his buff chest.
His top was a little unbuttoned so I could see the tattoo he had made for me years ago.
I caressed the tattoo lightly being happy.
It had my birthday's roman numerals and a little butterfly at the side.
We danced for a couple of minutes. Just us together in the balcony with no one else. The cool breeze hitting our skin, the faint music heard and beautiful silence.
"Butterfly we gotta go now. Its already starting."
I agreed feeling a little disappointed of the lost contact but he was right.
