He leaned against the wall and stared across the room trying to make out the faces and figures of the girls sitting at the various tables. He was hoping she would be here tonight and wanting to dance.
He was also hoping that tonight he'd find the cojones to ask her to dance.
It could happen he thought as he peered about the room. He actually might, possibly, ask her to dance tonight, and they actually might, possibly, dance together.
Maybe to that Fixx song he knew she liked, which would be fitting if not ironic.
He took a swig out of the glass of water that had been getting warm in his hand. His drink of choice had always been water whenever he went out - alcohol always made him feel vulnerable and he hated that feeling.
He continued to glance about the room but to no avail. He was either too early or too late. He argued with himself as to whether he should leave or give it a bit longer, or just ask someone else to dance.
The DJ had played a couple of slow songs, Air Supply's hit from last year and that Calypso sounding song from that chick who had been in ABBA. He hated slow songs, and hated watching people dance to slow songs. The couples who weren't wrapped around each other all danced as if they were stumbling through a dense fog, in circles, with their eyes glued to either the ceiling or the floor.
Then the syncopated beats of Chaz Jankel's Questionaire flooded out of the huge speakers and engulfed the room. He quickly looked around as couples untangled and for the most part left the dance floor. He caught sight of a girl who looked to be lingering a bit, as if deciding whether or not she wanted to stay out on the floor to dance to the song, and quickly walked over to her.
"Hey, dance with me," he nearly shouted. "I love this song!"
The two made their way to the center of the dance floor and started dancing amongst a group of 8 to 10 other people who had been likewise moved by the song. The kid smiled as he moved with the girl, and she smiled right back at him.
"This," he thought, "might turn out to be a good night after all."
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