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arm, Tate Matthews.  He’s about five inches taller than Bella, which she loves because she can wear her four inch heels without the fear of looking like the odd couple.  Tate, short blonde hair, pale blue eyes, and a dimple in each cheek, is the quintessential boy next door.  He absolutely adores Bella.  Lucky bitch.
    We just walked into the Grand Celestial Ballroom.  The place reeks of sophistication.  Silver fabric is draped elegantly to cover the walls.  Thousands of crystal snowflakes in various shapes and sizes hang from the ceiling, transforming the harsh lighting into a soft mellow glow.  An orchestra is playing quietly in the background while waiters in white tuxedos silently circulate; carrying trays of fluted champagne and hors d’oeuvres to the colorful gown and tuxedo clad patrons.
    “This is gonna suck,” grumbles Makayla.  “Where’s the real food?  And please tell me we aren’t going to be stuck listening to this shit music all night.”
    “You’re at a society event.  What did you expect, peanuts and beer?” I whispered.
    “I’m just saying that if you’re going to spend this much money on a fancy party, it should at least be something that doesn’t put the guest to sleep.  Look, that guy in the corner is nodding off.  He knows what I’m talking about.”
    “I swear if you do anything to embarrass or upset Jack tonight, I will kill you,” I warned Makayla.
    “Where is twinkle toes anyway?”
    “Makayla,” I said through clenched teeth, “I’m not kidding.  Don’t ruin this for him.”
    “Fine, lets at least scope out the joint for possible man meat,” Makayla griped as she drug me away from Bella and Tate, who where in deep conversation with another couple. 
    Bella and Tate are working the room, Makayla is working some poor schmuck who hasn’t got a clue what he’s in for, Jack is flitting around making sure everyone is having a good time, and I’m tucked neatly back against the wall out of the way.  I love to people watch.  The obnoxious flirting, the sly look from across the room and my favorite is watching the conniving people.  The ones who try to out maneuver the other pawns.  People forget that they always have an audience.  Nothing ever goes truly unnoticed.  You should really consider yourself lucky if you manage to avoid getting your stupidity posted on the internet.  That’s a win in my book. 
    I was serendipitously watching a middle aged, balding, fat guy attempting to subtly place the palm of his hand on the bum of another man’s wife, when someone spoke to me, causing me to let out a little squeak as I jumped. I turned to see a good looking guy about three inches taller than me.  Close cropped, military cut, clean-shaven, perfect nose with just a hint of fading freckles, and light green eyes.  He has tanned skin and tight abs that cut into a yummy V down to his hips.  The latter I know from personal experience.  Unfortunately, all of that hotness is attached to my douche bag ex, David.  Damn, he looked good in a tux though.
    “I see you still don’t pay much attention to your surroundings.  That’s going to get you into trouble one day,” he said teasingly.
    “I believe it already has, or don’t you remember?” I replied with mock concern.
    “You look beautiful tonight.  I almost forgot how breathtaking you can be,” David said as his eyes slowly worked their way from my face to the hem of my dress and back up.
    I just continued to stare, saying nothing.
    “Come on Lex, baby.  You won’t return my calls.  I said I was sorry.  Let me make it up to you.  I miss you baby,” he said as he reached in an attempt to run the back of his fingers along my cheek.
    Smacking his hand away, I hissed, “don’t touch me.”
    “Aw, baby, don’t be like that.  It was just a misunderstanding.”
    “Exactly what part was a misunderstanding?  Was it the part where you continuously lied to me, or the part where I walked in on you and