ok the ACTUAL dance

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*The dance*

*Hunters pov*

Lights, heat, music, its like those places that mum took me when i was young, she acted wierd, I got scared a normal saturday night but this time me- all up to me- i can do what I want,

I swagger over to the punch bowl and took a swig, it didn't taste right and before I knew it I was drunk, my body wasn't acting right and my emotions were over the moon.

It wasn't natural, yet I liked it I guess so I danced my way over to killer and started talking:

"You look amazing in this light ya know" I said

"Please Hunter I don't want this know" his eyes were the purest blue and so shiny, scrumptious

I leaned in before he got a chance

"Hunter your drunk," he lead me into my room with my sister there looking concerned what was I doing.

Yet I giggled

"Don't go" I attempted a pull at his coat

"Sleep!"

Ok I thought

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Next day

Aww gross I was sick everywhere somone spiked the punch

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 11, 2014 ⏰

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