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midst of exploding in her front row seat. The back of her purple sundress instantly brought my heart rate down a peg. I’d never been more relieved.
    Wiping hot sticky sweat off my forehead, I made my way towards Jenna’s group, joining them next to the refreshment table as they waited in line with red plastic cups. Jenna’s arms caved around my waist, hugging me tightly. “Wow, he was so cute!” She whispered into my ear.
    I laughed immediately, desperately trying to hide any visible distress from my face.
    “Yeah, he was pretty nice.” I sighed.
    “How’d that happen?” She asked excitedly, her eyes lighting up. “You were so supposed to join us, and then when I couldn’t find you I thought you ran off. But much to my surprise…. my girl here! Was doing a little dance with a cutie! Dude I’m so proud of you!”
    I flinched as her high pitched squeals destroyed a few cells in my ear.
    If only you knew…..   I ‘grinned’ widely, shaking my head at her hyper encouragement. It was easier to go along and pretend that I wasn’t affected by the quick reunion. Any sensation I still felt from dancing with Dean had been all but obliterated by the encounter with James. For the first time in a long time, I felt happy and carefree. But it was quickly ruined by that conniving, selfish prick who couldn’t handle the fact that I wasn’t waiting quietly in the wings for him anymore. He was obviously watching while I danced with Dean.
    Was he jealous?
    And what happened to Dean after I left him? Did he see James grab me?
    All of a sudden my lungs felt enflamed and I desperately wanted a paper bag to hyperventilate in. I glanced around the overcrowded room, having space to breathe seemed impossible by the state of it.
    “Where’s the bathroom?” I asked the chatty group. I was pointed in the direction of the bathroom and I told Jenna I’d be back soon. Dancers spilled off the floor blocking my way, making it difficult to get across. I finally entered the long hallway and I knew I was going in the right direction when I saw the long line leaning against the wall.
    Great! I thought, taking my place at the end of the line. Well at least it was somewhat quieter and I wasn’t required to speak here, so there wouldn’t be any questions on my sudden silence.
    I’d just chill here quietly till it was my turn, relaxing a little even though I didn’t need to use the bathroom. The minutes in total seclusion would be enough to calm my nerves back to normal.
    But what if I ran into James again?
    What if I ran into Dean asking me why I ran off?
    Would I need another trip to the bathroom to calm down?
    I shook it off.
    It was best not to think about it. The only thing I could do was be wary of the both of them from here on out. The line quickly progressed and soon enough it was my turn, but by that time, I was almost back to normal. A normal heart rate that is. I used the bathroom quickly, checking my reflection and washing my hands. When I walked out, there was no more line. Taking a deep breath I headed back to the party. As I exited the hallway, the music changed back to a slow song.
    As I walked around the dance floor, I noticed the floor was even more crowded and that was because a certain King and Queen group had decided to take part in some sort of mating ritual on the dance floor.
    Really that’s how close their bodies were.
    I stifled a smile and was about to look away when familiar shoulders took my sight hostage. Red painted nails clasped tightly around those shoulders and as if on cue they turned so I could see who they were.
    James….and Donna.
    Her baby pink strapless mini dress rode up her thighs as they smothered against his crotch area. His long muscular arms trailed down to her lower back and held her closer into him. She giggled squeakily at him, looking deep into his eyes with the few inches that separated their perfect faces.
    That’s just great! I hoped that they were happy together, as long as I was