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It was already midnight and the party didn't seem to ever want to end.

"Hey, I think I'm done for the night," I told my friends as I inched away.

"No! You can't leave just yet!" cried Hope as she grabbed my wrist. She's another one of my closest friends. Her and I both have a disliking for "social" events and are usually the ones out on the sides watching everyone else make fools out of themselves. "I don't wanna be left here with all these weirdos and freaks." She nodded her head towards a couple dancing like drugged apes.

"Fine. I'll just go sit down for a little and grab a drink."

I struggled through the dance floor to get to the drink table.

I poured myself a cup of Sierra Mist.

"No alcohol?" A voice behind me said.

"Huh?" I turned around and there stood a 6 foot guy with light brown/dirty blonde hair, smiling with 2 deep dimples on his cheeks.

He leaned in closer "do you not drink?"

"Oh, no."

"You must be the only sober person here, then." He smirked.

I smiled.

"I'm Ashton," he mentioned as he put out his hand.

"Sherry. Nice to meet you." I shook his hand... They were huge! What is he? An Amazon Man.

"I like your orange dress by the way, you look beautiful in it," he said flirtingly.

I can never take a compliment. For some reason I always get offended or feel really awkward, especially when it's from a guy. Seriously, would find me attractive? Especially someone a little bit out of my limit?

"Oh.. Well thanks? I'm sorry, I know your name is Ashton, but who are you?" I questioned.

"No worries," he laughed, "I'm one of Caspar's friends. He told me his friend Coleen was having a party and asked if I wanted to come along."

"So you're his plus one?"

"Pretty much. Do you want to continue this conversation outside where we can actually hear each other?"

"Sure."

He held my hand and lead me through the crowd, into the backyard where the stars and full moon gleamed, and the only lights on were the dimmed ones in the water fountain. It was such a stunning night.

We sat on the porch swing.

"So, where were we?" He asked.

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