Penelope was looking straight ahead and was focusing on walking to the dance floor or wherever Erin was taking her to. Penelope was able to see everyone's gaze on her body. She was not sure what she felt like about everyone staring at her, she was sure that it was making her beyond nervous. She had tightened her grip on Erin's arm and it was so tight like her life depended on it. It was like if she, by anything left his arm, she would die. Or maybe she really would die if she left his arm. She was sure that if she left his arm she would fall on the floor. After falling on the floor she would die because of the, embarrassment which was to come with it.
The path was so long that her feet had started to hurt. She saw the chair and table from the corner of her eye. She desperately wanted to
