Chapter 15

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Thank you so much for reading! This chapter is my favorite so far. I think you'll get why...I hope you like it!

The mansion where the party after the game is hosted is even bigger than the last one I went to. Teenagers I recognize from my classes are here and some I've never seen before.

I glance around taking in the scenery. The house is full of adolescents, red cups, and of course alcohol. Young people are drinking, playing games with cups or truth and dare forming circles but what catches my eye is that in the middle of the house are people dancing. The music is so loud that my ears ache.

I stop to watch the people that dance along with the rhythm of the song. I particularly peer at a couple that dances together. He has his hands around the girl and she has wrapped her hands around his neck, keeping each other close. They dance beautifully grinning at each other until the boy leans and starts kissing the girl. I always wanted to do that; dance under the dark sky with loud music on and kiss a boy that I like under these romantic circumstances. Dreams are free.

"Come on," Ethan yells so I can hear him over the deafening music. We walk outside in the backyard where even more teenagers sit and swim in the huge pool. I follow him but halt my movement when a hand grasps mine. Noah.

"Come sit with us," he suggests and I follow after informing Ethan who goes further into the crowd. The grass is all around the place; the pool and house. My lips part in surprise; there's an artificial dance floor above the tremendous pool distinguishing it into two pieces. Boys and girls are dancing above the water and beside them are others laughing and swimming.

I sit down next to Noah and gaze around the big group. I recognize all of his friends but after a few seconds I realize that Jacob's friends are here two along with unfamiliar faces; that means Corbyn must be here too.

Once the thought crosses my mind, my eyes, without waiting for any other second start looking for him and stop only when they find him. His eyes are already at mine and I glance down immediately. I bite my bottom lip and slowly lean up to get lost in the mesmerizing eyes of his.

As I thought, the moment I glance up, I meet his gaze again but this time I don't tear my eyes away. We keep staring at each other; avoiding anyone else but one another. The same feeling I've become fond of resurfaces. A chirrup booms and we turn to its origin at the same time.

"Who wants more alcohol?" I get startled and place my hand above my heart; as if I can reduce the speed of my heartbeats. My eyes travel toward Corbyn but he's nowhere in sight. Noah's eyes are peering at a girl.

"I liked her," he admits with a shiny smile. I wave to him to go to her but he shakes his head repeatedly.

"No, I won't go," he says and a scowl forms on my forehead.

"I...I can't dance," he whispers and I smile in return. I offer him my hand and nod towards the people who dance.

"What? I'm not going. I don't know how to move," he repeats but I don't listen to him. I take his hand in mine and stand up. He follows me, hesitantly as I move to the center of the dance glass floor. I take both of his hands placing them in my waist. I take a step closer to him and rest my hands on his shoulders. I start to dance slightly as he observes the way my waist moves lightly.

He gazes at me steadily and after a few seconds of observation, he starts moving too. I place my hands above his to make him feel the right tempo and beat. He starts dancing and by every second that passes; he's having more success.

"Am I doing it?" he shouts to make sure I can hear him over the music. I love it when the music is so loud; you can just forget everything and focus on your movement and beat. It makes everything feel so good and simple.

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