A Boone's Ferry to Remember

the dance floor

josef's POV~

"yo why those girls wet. did you fuck them too hard Kuya?"

"what lmao no but i did just read a really good book about

Anmol's POV~

i scan the crowed looking for shaggy brown thick messy god like hair. but come up with nothing.

"look there he is" shalini point towards a child's playhouse where the dj is set up.

we lock eyes

his beautiful blue orbs stare straight into my soul and i worry he might discover all my flaws. but instead he begins to smile. is he gonna laugh at me? does he think i look like a drowned harassed rat? but instead he flashes his pearly white teeth. you know he spent money on braces. he doesn't have those poor people teeth.

i see him turn towards his friend and his sensual pink lips form the words "who is that?" and point directly to me.

his friend shrugs. which hurts because we hooked up last week.

he motions for his friend to take over and begins slowly and effortlessly walking towards me it takes him a good while because the room is 5ft wide and so many people are dancing. many stop and congratulate him on his big win.

finally he makes it to me.

"what's good fam?" i ask as he's near

"you're the goodest thing in here" i begin to feel lightheaded but i can't tell if it's cause of his poetic words or the parasites i caught from the willamet river.

"you look a little light heading let's take a walk. i here boone's ferry road is quite swanky"

before we left we shared on romantic dance to mo bombo closing out the best party i've ever been too. the dj was good but is he getting paid?

we leave the dance floor...