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Written by Stella
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Friday, 11 April 2008 |
 Eyes cast downward she sat amongst the other wallflowers. The last formal of the year before Graduation had been a rousing smash since six o’clock that evening. Now going on midnight she saw her hope of ever being asked to participate dwindling to nothing. Long, slender hands elegantly smoothed out invisible wrinkles on the brand new orchid white dress. Worrying her lower lip she slowly brought her gaze to the pulsating crowd on the dance floor. With no fear of being noticed she openly watched couples dance, friends laugh at each other’s attics and the random flashes of cameras being held above the crowd. As she looked through the crowd her eyes came in contact with a set of startling sapphire blue ones that lay in a handsome face from across the dance floor. Quickly lowering her gaze once more, she squeezed her eyes shut hoping that he had not noticed her stare. Nervously rubbing her hands together she waited a few moments before looking about her once more. The blues eyes and handsome face had disappeared into the abyss of dancers that moved before her. “We can continue getting to know each other,” he says stopping her as I’m just about to leave. She turns to the voice that she longed to hear for the rest of my life. Once she does her gaze falls upon her biggest regret… “Paul, it’s nice to see you too.” Shaking her head over her own disappointment she again began to contemplate the invisible wrinkles on her gown. To her amazement, as she looked down, a pair of black dress shoes appeared on the floor in front of her. Eyes large with wonder and confusion she slowly glided her gaze up the body connected to the shoes and met the stare of startling sapphire eyes. With a warm and gentle smile he held out his hand and waited. After a slight hesitation she shyly lifted her long fingers and placed them over his up. With a subtle tug and a breath-taking smile he led her on to the dance floor for the last slow dance of the night.
Copyright 2008 Stella
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