When She Was Put Back Together Again

Chapter 17

It was Christmas eve, also the day of the winter ball. Why is this significant you might ask? Well, I've been dragged here by my friends, now sitting with them in a long and royal blue dress, black flats, with my hair curled, and makeup done.

Thanks a lot Andrea.

Anyway, nobody had asked me to dance in the meantime, which pleased me, considering I didn't want to be here in the first place. "Tell me again why you dragged me here?" I grumbled, loosing interest very quickly.

Andrea smiled at me, and replied, "I thought someone would've asked you to dance by now." I looked at her, slightly disturbed. "So basically you were trying to set me up on a blind date?" She shook her hand, side to side. "More or less."

I rolled my eyes, and returned my attention to the dance floor. All the girls in their dresses, and all the boys in their suits. I tried to pick out Andrew, but I couldn't see him. Just when I was about to think about leaving, someone said my name.

Andrea and a few of my friends stared behind me, their eyes wide, yet I saw a hint of envy in some of their eyes. Heck, I couldn't blame them. Andrew was probably the guy that all the girls went after.

"What do you want?" Andrea snapped, a negative attitude coming out of nowhere. "Why can't you leave her alone?" Another friend said. I turned around, and saw that Andrew was behind me.

I was shocked, when Andrew held out his hand, and said, "Brooklyn Thompson, may I have this dance?" I smiled, and took his hand, flipping off my friends as I left for being so rude. I mean, just because you're jealous doesn't mean that I can't have some happiness for once in my life.

As I walked with Andrew, I realized, "I don't know how to dance." Andrew looked down at me, smiling from ear to ear. "Don't worry, I've got you. Just follow me, okay?" I smiled back at him, and nodded. Once we were on the dance floor, it felt like everyone's eyes were burning into the back of my head.

"Brook." Andrew said, looking down at me. I looked back up at him. "Just ignore them, and focus on me, alright?" I nodded, my heart pounding, afraid that Andrew would hear my heart beating out of my chest.

Once the music started, I felt like I was in a dream. The song, "A Thousand Years" by Christina Perri was playing, and to be honest, now that I've got the hang of it, dancing felt as natural as breathing.

"Hey Brook?" Andrew said, shaking me out of my dream like state. "Ya?" I asked. "I'm sorry that I didn't get to dance with you sooner. This girl, she just wouldn't let me go, and trust me, she was very annoying." I smiled. "Its okay. To be honest, I didn't want to go to this dance in the first place."

He smiled, and so did I, as I rested my head on Andrew's shoulder. With his arms keeping me close to him, and the music keeping me along with the beat, I felt more content than I ever had.

I have died everyday waiting for you,
Darling don't be afraid,
I have loved you for a thousand years,
I'll love you for a thousand more.

I felt like I was dancing on air. Spinning. I was suddenly dipped, and I laughed, looking at the ridiculous grin on Andrew's face.

What a fun night.