The dance

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It is Oliver black, standing in front of me, With a permanent smirk on his face. O god. why this has to happen to me tonight. Everything was going right and I was enjoying the night. And now this. "Hey" I forced a smile on my face. "This is not fair. A beauty like you is sitting alone in this corner at Oliver's party. I won't let that happen." his eyes were fixed on me. "No I was not alone, I was..." I tried to explain, but he cut me off. "So, tell me where are you from" he took a step towards me. "I mean where do you live, I never saw you here before." he kept moving towards me and cover the gap. I felt uncomfortable and stepped back. "Say something. Ummm.. what's your name again ?" he must forgot my name, because when Alex was introducing me, he was busy staring at me so badly.

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