the usual white shirt, he was wearing all black, making him look
like some type of dark angel. Indeed, there was something about him
that exuded darkness. He had long dark hair and handsome,
well-defined features. I couldn’t see what color his eyes were
because of the distance that existed between us, but I could tell
that they were looking in my direction. I suppressed a shiver, but
it was not one of fear. It was one of excitement. The next time I
looked up he was gone, and I couldn’t see him anywhere.
When the next
song started to play Michael came to claim his dance, so I went
with him to the dance floor. He held me a bit closer than I was
comfortable with for someone I hardly knew, but I knew no polite
way to tell him so. Besides, my thoughts at that moment were
centered elsewhere. He seemed to notice, and he tried to gain my
attention by making comments about the lovely night, and how nice I
looked in my dress. I responded as kindly as could. I was glad that
he wasn’t trying to get me to waltz or anything.
By the time
that song was over I could see my roommates converging on me, so I
figured it was time to introduce them to Michael, which I promptly
did before excusing myself to get some air, leaving them to get
acquainted. I looked back as I was walking away and saw Melissa
talking animatedly to Michael, who was smiling. Heather stood by
quietly, watching them talk.
I was correct
in my original thought that the courtyard would look lovely at
night. The twinkling lights lit up the paths through the bushes,
and I could see couples wandering them together, some holding
hands. The sound of the fountain drowned out the sound of the music
to some extent, giving the environment a peaceful and romantic
quality. I breathed in the fresh air and went down the steps,
holding up the hem of my dress so I wouldn’t trip on it. When I
reached the fountain I sat down on its ledge and looked down at my
reflection, which was distorted by the ripples caused by the
falling water. I sat for a minute in that manner before I saw
another figure in the reflection standing right behind me. I
turned, quite startled, but by that time he was already walking
away into the maze of paths. My heart beating hard in my chest, I
followed him.
I wandered
along the path he had taken, but after a minute I could no longer
see him. I thought I had lost him completely until I heard a twig
break behind me.
“Oh!” I cried
with surprise. I turned around and he was right there behind me,
much closer than I was expecting, and looking just as dark as he
had from across the ballroom. Before I could protest, he closed the
distance between us and kissed me. I gasped in shock, but didn’t
pull away. I liked the way my body responded to his, though I
seemed to have no control over it. I couldn’t help but notice the
way he smelled, which was somewhat wild and reminded me of the
forest. He was a werewolf, so I wasn’t surprised. He was
surprisingly gentle.
When he finally
pulled away I expected him to say something, but he just stepped
back and looked at me for a moment with eyes that I realized were
blue, and then he turned and walked away as if nothing had just
happened. I stood there for a minute, trying to control the rapid
pounding of my heart. I had just had my first kiss, and I didn’t
even know the guy’s name!
Somehow I ended
up back in the ballroom, without really remembering the steps I had
taken to get there. Jack found me standing in a corner gazing up at
the orchestra, though I wasn’t really looking.
“They’re pretty
good, aren’t they?” he commented.
“Huh? Oh,
yeah,” was my oh-so-intelligent response.
“Of course, you
can play so much better than all of them combined.” He grinned at
me, but seemed to notice that I wasn’t paying attention. “You
okay?” he asked.
“Yeah. Nice
night, huh?” I said, trying to bring myself back to reality.
“Yes, it is.
Want to dance again?”
“Sure.” I
couldn’t see the
like some type of dark angel. Indeed, there was something about him
that exuded darkness. He had long dark hair and handsome,
well-defined features. I couldn’t see what color his eyes were
because of the distance that existed between us, but I could tell
that they were looking in my direction. I suppressed a shiver, but
it was not one of fear. It was one of excitement. The next time I
looked up he was gone, and I couldn’t see him anywhere.
When the next
song started to play Michael came to claim his dance, so I went
with him to the dance floor. He held me a bit closer than I was
comfortable with for someone I hardly knew, but I knew no polite
way to tell him so. Besides, my thoughts at that moment were
centered elsewhere. He seemed to notice, and he tried to gain my
attention by making comments about the lovely night, and how nice I
looked in my dress. I responded as kindly as could. I was glad that
he wasn’t trying to get me to waltz or anything.
By the time
that song was over I could see my roommates converging on me, so I
figured it was time to introduce them to Michael, which I promptly
did before excusing myself to get some air, leaving them to get
acquainted. I looked back as I was walking away and saw Melissa
talking animatedly to Michael, who was smiling. Heather stood by
quietly, watching them talk.
I was correct
in my original thought that the courtyard would look lovely at
night. The twinkling lights lit up the paths through the bushes,
and I could see couples wandering them together, some holding
hands. The sound of the fountain drowned out the sound of the music
to some extent, giving the environment a peaceful and romantic
quality. I breathed in the fresh air and went down the steps,
holding up the hem of my dress so I wouldn’t trip on it. When I
reached the fountain I sat down on its ledge and looked down at my
reflection, which was distorted by the ripples caused by the
falling water. I sat for a minute in that manner before I saw
another figure in the reflection standing right behind me. I
turned, quite startled, but by that time he was already walking
away into the maze of paths. My heart beating hard in my chest, I
followed him.
I wandered
along the path he had taken, but after a minute I could no longer
see him. I thought I had lost him completely until I heard a twig
break behind me.
“Oh!” I cried
with surprise. I turned around and he was right there behind me,
much closer than I was expecting, and looking just as dark as he
had from across the ballroom. Before I could protest, he closed the
distance between us and kissed me. I gasped in shock, but didn’t
pull away. I liked the way my body responded to his, though I
seemed to have no control over it. I couldn’t help but notice the
way he smelled, which was somewhat wild and reminded me of the
forest. He was a werewolf, so I wasn’t surprised. He was
surprisingly gentle.
When he finally
pulled away I expected him to say something, but he just stepped
back and looked at me for a moment with eyes that I realized were
blue, and then he turned and walked away as if nothing had just
happened. I stood there for a minute, trying to control the rapid
pounding of my heart. I had just had my first kiss, and I didn’t
even know the guy’s name!
Somehow I ended
up back in the ballroom, without really remembering the steps I had
taken to get there. Jack found me standing in a corner gazing up at
the orchestra, though I wasn’t really looking.
“They’re pretty
good, aren’t they?” he commented.
“Huh? Oh,
yeah,” was my oh-so-intelligent response.
“Of course, you
can play so much better than all of them combined.” He grinned at
me, but seemed to notice that I wasn’t paying attention. “You
okay?” he asked.
“Yeah. Nice
night, huh?” I said, trying to bring myself back to reality.
“Yes, it is.
Want to dance again?”
“Sure.” I
couldn’t see the
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