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bought the drink. I feel bad for wasting it.”
    He waved his hand. “Are you kidding? Don’t
worry about it. Would you like a Coke, too?” he asked Monica.
    “Yes. Please,” she said.
    “Okay. I’ll be right back,” said Jason, walking
away.
    “He’s nice,” I said, watching him move around
the busy bar, trying to find an available bartender.
    “Yeah. He’s cute, too.”
    I nodded and closed my eyes.
    “You okay?” she said.
    I opened my eyes. “Like I said before, I’m a
little dizzy.”
    “There’s a lot of stuff going around,” she
said. “Flu season, you know.”
    I scowled. “I hope it’s not that. Last time I
had the flu I couldn’t get out of bed for three days.”
    “You and me both,” she said.
    Jason returned a few minutes later and handed
us our sodas.
    “Thanks,” I said. “I think I really need this.”
    “Yeah, thanks,” said Monica, taking her soda.
    “No problem,” he answered, sitting back down
next to me.
    “I’ll be right back. I need to go to the
bathroom,” said Monica, standing up.
    “Do you want me to come with you?” I asked.
    “No. I’m fine. I’m going to call my mom, too.
See how Max is doing.”
    “Okay,” I said, as she walked away.
    “So, what do you normally do for fun?” he asked,
watching me as I took another drink of the soda.
    “Not a whole lot,” I said, smiling. “With
school and all.”
    “What are you going to school for?”
    I told him and we started talking about the
classes I was currently taking.
    “What about you?” I asked.
    “I’ll tell you if you dance with me,” he said.
    I took another drink of the Coke. “I don’t
know. I’m really not much of a dancer.”
    “Either am I. We’ll look goofy together.”
    “I doubt you’d look as goofy as me,” I said,
finishing the rest of my soda. Besides, he looked pretty comfortable dancing
with Tiffany, earlier.
    He stood up. “Come on, let’s dance. You might
feel better.”
    “What about Monica?” I said, looking toward the
bathrooms.
    “She’ll figure it out.”
    Before I could protest anymore, he grabbed my
hand and pulled me toward the dance floor.
    “There they are!” he hollered, pointing toward Krystal
and the others.
    We made our way over to where they were dancing
and Krystal squealed when she saw us.
    “I can’t believe it. You’re dancing!” she
hollered, as the music changed and Jennifer Lopez’s song, “On The Floor” began
to play.
    “I love this one!” yelled Gary, who was
sweating and dancing next to two girls, who looked annoyed more than anything.
    “Me, too!” cried Krystal.
    “I need a drink,” said Brian, pulling Krystal
away from me. “You should get one, too. Cool off!”
    “But I want to dance with Adriana,” she
protested.
    “Fine. Let’s have a quick drink and come back
out, Birthday Girl!” he hollered over the music. “If you don’t keep drinking,
you’re going to get sober. You don’t want that, do you?”
    She laughed. “When you put it that way...”
    “Exactly.”
    “You okay, Adriana?” asked Krystal, moving
toward me.
    I nodded. “Just a little warm.” It wasn’t
helping that I was now on the dancefloor with dozens of other people.
    “Where’s Monica?” she asked, leaning into me.  
    “Bathroom,” I said, feeling lightheaded.
“Where’s Tiffany?”
    Krystal pointed and I saw that Tiffany was
dancing with a guy that looked familiar.
    “Isn’t that one of her ex-boyfriends?” I asked.
    “Yup. Oh,” said Krystal as Brian grabbed her
arm again and hauled her away. She laughed. “I guess that I’ll see you soon!”
    “You okay?” asked Jason, who was now staring at
my face with concern.
    Suddenly it was hard to focus and the room
began to spin. “Oh, wow. I’m so dizzy. We should go back, too.”
    “Nonsense,” he said, grabbing me by the waist.
“I’ll take care of you.”
    “You know… I… I don’t… feel so good,” I said,
my tongue thick.
    “You mentioned that your drink