"Yo Andrew! What's up?" He asked with a kind of slurred voice.
"Ooooooo...Who's this hot chick here?" Asked Nate. he's definitely drunk and will be dead after his hangover is gone.
"Dude! That's my sister!" Andrew said with a disgusting voice.
"I told you not to wear this!" He complained as soon as Nate was dragged away by some girl.
"Whatever!" I replied, waiting for Syd to say something. But alas, like all other parties she had left me alone. Again. Unexpectedly, I didn't feel unconscious today. That was good. I am getting accustomed to crowds.
Great Job! Now you can attend more parties.
No! She won't.
Yes, she will.
No.
Yes.
Stop! Can you 2 stop fighting inside my head. It makes my head feel like a Court.
I mentally scolded my angel and devil. They stopped.
After that court session I went over to the backyard. I saw a bunch of horny teenagers kissing each other and cups lying around.
"Gross..." I whispered to myself. Apparently someone heard it.
"Yeah! Well, just kiss some boy and then tell me if that's gross," the person said from behind. The voice was familiar.
"Of Course it's you! So you aren't having a girl tonight?" I asked.
"Well! I didn't want to have anyone. Let's go dance! This song's my favourite."
"I'm the best dancer you would have seen. It wouldn't be easy for you to catch up with me."
"Oh, madame! Ne te flatte pas. Vous ne m'avez pas vu danser, maintenant? Alors ne présumez rien. Laisse moi te montrer (Oh, ma'am! Don't flatter yourself. Haven't you seen me dance now? So don't assume anything. Let me show you.)" He said, pulling me towards the main area where people were dancing.
"Uh-huh! Fais attention. Et je ne me flatte pas (And I don't flatter myself)! C'est juste que je te le dis pour que tu ne te moques pas de toi jeune homme (I'm just telling you so you don't make fun of yourself, young man)," I replied, startling him.
"Je vois ( I see). Ma dame ici connaît le français (My lady here knows French).¿Sabes español? (Do you know Spanish?)" He asked.
"Sí, por supuesto (Yes of course.). Sé más de lo que piensas joven (I know more than you think, young man.)," I replied.
"Non chiamarmi giovane (Don't call me young man.)," he whined.
I laughed and said, "Questo è il tuo nuovo soprannome, amico (This is your new nickname friend)."
"Quantas línguas você conhece, bebê (How many languages do you know, baby)?"
"Mais do que você pode imaginar (More than you can imagine). E não me chame de bebê (And don't call me baby)," I said in a firm voice.
"Enough of changing the languages. Let me show you my dance moves and you'll always remain a baby to me." He whispered the last part.
"And you will always be a young man and will never grow up to be a gentleman," I replied, a laugh escaping from my mouth.
We started dancing just in a few moments. I don't know why but I found myself enjoying it with him. I showed off some of my moves earning 'ooos' from people around. After a few minutes we started our idiotic movies, not caring who we are being watched by.
And I taught him a little bit of Salsa. My bad. It was hilarious! He sucks at it. Saying he was an amazing dancer. Not even near. I am actually really good at Salsa. I tried teaching it to him but he really sucks. Next time, maybe.
"Okay, it's hot here. I'm going to get some iced tea. Want anything?"
He shook his head checking his phone.
I went off to the bar and gave my order. I was waiting for the drink when I suddenly felt arms snake around my waist. I froze. I looked down and broke their grip apart and as I was about to turn around, my drink arrived. I didn't see anyone even standing near me. They looked like a man's arms, not any boy would have a bit wrinkled skin. I was so scared that I left my drink there and ran to find Andy. He was hanging out with his buds near the pool. I didn't want him to worry more and send me home.
So I flipped and was about to leave only to bang into someone. And yeah that someone had to be Ryder.
"Dance with me." he said.
"No."
"Uncontrollable feelings?" he said, smirking.
"Ryder, not the right time to argue buddy. And I don't like to dance." still I was worried about those arms around me.
"But you like to do Salsa, don't you?"
"Are you stalking me?"
"Maybe."
I folded my arms and rolled my eyes, glancing back at Ryder who was now showing me a puppy face.
"You know, not everyone can make a puppy face." I said, addressing him with a big fake smile. I started walking towards the garden.
"But why wouldn't you like to dance with me? You danced carelessly with him."
"That's the difference between you and...."
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