"Good evening Ladies and Gents. We all know that it's a very special night because it's the twenty first birthday of our beloved friend. Please help me welcome the birthday Celebrator, Victoria Anderson!"
The lights dimmed as the spotlight hit Via from up the stairs. I took my seat along with the other guests and watched as Via walked down the stairs.
"Thanks for coming everyone. I hope you'll enjoy this night with me. thank you once again" She said while sitting down on her throne at the front of the ballroom.
After long speeches and gifts giving, the host finally announced that dinner will be served. As I was sitting on my table together with the people whom I didn't know, a woman about my age sat beside me. "Hey, you're Chris's daughter right? The Spanish dancer?" She suddenly asked. "Yes I am. Why do you ask?" I replied with a smile. "How come I never heard from you if your dad is totally famous?" She frankly said. Well, I'm already used to this question all of the time. "I don't perform in public" I replied.
"Well, I kinda pity you" said the gay at the back. "I mean, the world knows your dad and practically, you're just a nobody" he continued. "I even know your mom and she's way different than you and people are always saying that you look just like her, but you're not" He finished. I didn't answer both of them. I just kept quiet and continued eating. I ignored the two until they walked away mumbling about me.
I kept on looking at Via, but she's too busy greeting her guest, so I just stayed put. I just listened to the music the DJ is playing. I'm glad it's "A thousand years" by Christina Perry. I saw some people dancing on the center of the ballroom looking all romantic. I didn't notice but smiling at them. They look so happy.
"Can I have this dance?" I suddenly turned around and saw a handsome guy looking at me. "What?" That's all I said. "I said, can I have this dance?" He repeated. His bedroom voice echoed in my ears and it's like a pillow talk in my mind...
"Um I'm sorry. I-I don't dance" I stuttered. He was still looking at me and not leaving. "I'm not convinced" He replied while looking intently at me. I couldn't take my eyes off of him even though my mind kept on telling me not to. He also have this Spanish accent that made him sexier.
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Kiss You On The Dance Floor
Romans"Why can't we be together?!" I grabbed his shirt with anger as I begged for him. "I love you, why can't you understand that?!" I just continued in between sobs. He was just silent the whole time and never did respond to what I said. "You made me fee...