“You ready?”

“Huh?!” I look up at Xander confused, but he has a look on his face that tells me he is up to no good whatsoever.

“To dance. You do remember how right?”

“You mean the one and only time I was spun purposefully around the room by you, sure. I still can not do it on my own though, so I’m not sure what your expectations are exactly.”

“I need to hit the dance floor, out of obligation of course…”

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we may have to have a few pictures taken, up close and personal, you know, to make a point that I could possibly be involved with you somehow, considering I have never been to a party with a date, let alone

“Uh huh…and?”

at least looked sheepish and I am glad he is warning me in his own demented boy way. “Remember,

eyes and grab his hand. “You’re an idiot! You lead buddy and I

like this for a while, keeping up mundane conversation, but we are both reporting what we see from the center of the dance floor. As boring as the meetings and updates were, this seems to be when things happen. There is so much going on that it seems like it might be easier to have secret meetings. I notice one in particular that intrigues me, but I don’t know if it is my general irritation of Elder Bastian or my distrust of Alpha Sharp that has me watching the two from the Shadow pack as they make their way around the room. Xander and I pose

talked to and avoided the exact same people and have only approached someone for conversation after their target has talked to three people in between their interactions. I

links the both of us as he

which girl it is this time and

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