The Little Scared Girl.

He Stole My First Kiss.

I want to see both of you on the dance floor.
Cristina pointed on the dance floor while lifting her brows on me and Jackson, which was scary cause I really don't dance.

And there I saw Jackson looking at me as he was gonna ask me to dance with him.

Jackson I think you should join your friends on the dance floor.
I stated.

We can dance together if you agree.
And great here we go he finally asked me.

Jackson I don't dance.
I confessed with innocence.

It's fine you just have to move on the floor that will be equal to dancing.
And he gave a smile, which made him look adorable.

No! I like to observe people on the dance floor by just sitting. Jackson I am serious you should go I am fine here ..
I said and pushed his chest so that he can join and enjoy with his friends.

But hey seriously I can't just dance here with all these people when I really don't know how to dance, I am not a fan of making fun of myself.

To be really honest I literally curse the moment I agreed to come to this party. When Jackson asked me for this party I thought it would be fun and it will like sophisticated party but this ...

Can I have a lemon juice?
I smile at one of the bartender who nods at me and gives me.
I took a sip and sigh in relief.

Turning around my seat I scrutinize the people around me, I sigh in disappointment and wished that I should've been at home and said No to Jackson.

While sitting I made myself remember Christina's words about Damon;
He's like the father of all bad boys.

But he doesn't seems to be one cause he looks hell of a nice boy behaving all like gentlemen.

Babyyy!
I hear a voice behind me breaking my concentration. I turn my seat around to checkout, I saw a hot girl with strawberry blonde hairs dressed in red flower sleeveless top with black leather skinny jeans.

Ella baby, missed you.
Damon shouted and then they came close and shared a french kiss which almost made me puke...
It's not because I have something with those two, it's just I hate the concept of such passionate kisses. I mean how can a boy or girl let the opposite gender to put his or her tongue all over her or his mouth ....
It's just ..

Yuck.
It came outloud.

What made you go yuck?
Jackson asked while looking at me

Nothing. This juice it's not good.
I lied as I didn't wanted him to know that I am a kinda of an insane person who has problems with french kisses.

By the way I am not good in lying but this came out really good without any mumbling.

Oh! You should've tried the orange instead of this lemon.
Jackson replied seemed as he had fallen for my lie.
I nodded.

Jackson Baby.
The girl named Ella called Jackson and she kissed his both cheeks and then they shared a hug.

Ahhh Ell. You were being missed my little princess.
Jackson said while giving her the hug.

It made me a little jealous which I should've not felt.
I started staring at the floor just to ignore this stupid scene happening right infront of me.
Jackson noticed that I wasn't liking this at all. He pushed Ella and said;