Ava
The faint music and the trickling of water in the fountain are the only things I hear but the silence calms me.
I don't understand what happened back there. I was happy. I was enjoying my company with Spencer. He left telling me he was going to get me a drink before we could dance. But a few minutes later he still hadn't returned. I went to the long, lace covered table where they were serving snacks to see if he was there.
And I found him . . . kissing Michelle.
I don't know why but I felt a little hurt. The music and the chattering of people inside the hall was starting to give me a headache, so I decided to get out and get some fresh air.
And now staring at the fountain I think ' I couldn't even get the guy who was attracted to me to stay for five minutes'. Maybe Spencer never even really liked me. Or maybe he was just using me to get Michelle jealous.
Whatever it is, he's with Michelle now, too busy to remember his actual date. I really hope things go much better for Stacy than how it went for me.
I haven't seen Stacy ever since Derek took her to dance. They don't seem to be out here either. I am alone except for the tall hedges scattered around the garden and the place seems quiet except for the muffled music coming from inside.
"Ava?" I hear someone call from behind me. I turn to see Seth standing there, his dark eyes shining in the moonlight. And then it hits me.
Michelle was Seth's date, she must ditch him like mine did.
" Hey, " he says, his voice low, "what are you doing out here alone?"
"nothing, just clearing my head" I shrug and try to give him a small smile. "Where's your date ?" He asks casually.
I cross my arms and shiver as a cold breeze blows by "sticking his tongue down Michelle's throat" I say just as casually as he asked me. I hear him chuckle. "Well, she got what she wanted," he says.
I'm a bit confused now. "What do you mean ?" I ask.
"Michelle asked me to prom just to get Spencer's attention "he sighs.
I can't help but ask"So you don't have a thing for Michelle ?".
"no" he answers immediately.
Despite the things that have happened today I feel a little light right now.
"I'm sorry," he says, confusing me again "it must have hurt when you saw him with her".
I mentaly facepalm myself. He thinks I like Spencer.
"no, it doesn't" I say "I only agreed to go with Spencer to prom because I thought no one would ask me", it actually was the truth.
I sigh"but . . .".
"I asked you" Seth completes.
I look at him. Though his face doesn't show it I can see a flash of hurt in his eyes. My mind screams, wanting to tell him that I really wanted to go with him, that I wanted him. But of course I do not have the courage to say it out loud. So instead I drink in his beautiful brown eyes hiding beneath the soft curls of his brown hair, the small frown that draws his eyebrows in and gives a subtle pout to his pink lips.
I realize that I've been staring at him for too long but then he's been doing the same thing.
The music inside the hall turns into a waltz, slow and soft. "Wanna dance?" I ask my eyes never leaving his. He smiles and closes the gap between us, slipping his arms around my waist with ease. A small shudder goes through me at our close proximity and I hope he doesn't notice. My arms automatically go around his neck and we move slowly to the music.
Even with my heels my head barely reaches his nose. I realize that I have been holding my breath the entire time and I let it out in a sigh. He pulls me close, reducing the distance between us. I inhale slowly and catch his scent, it smells like pine trees in a forest. I stare into his calm face and into his coffee colored eyes. I wish we could stay like this for the rest of the night.
Then all too soon the song ends inside and people cheer and clap, but outside here nothing else matters other than Seth. The pressure of his hands on my waist, his warm breath across my face and his eyes that swallow me whole.
We stop moving when the song ends but instead of letting me go he pulls me closer, like he couldn't bear to part with me. I didn't want to either
Our lips are inches apart and he leans down closing the gap between us. His warm breath across my lips makes me shiver in pleasure. I lean in, closing the unbearable gap between us.
His lips meet mine.
But before he can actually kiss me, there is a terrible blood curdling scream that makes my heart stop.