Cold water on the fire

Another social dance party means a week full of waiting moments before and a week full of songs and moves review after.

Last night, we had an amazing night which I was enjoying seemingly too much. Most of my friends were around me who I believe they were the prettiest girls of the party; I was proud. I had a comfortable suitable dress on and I’d made up my face patiently. I took a light drink before the party, and I had this partner of mine beside me who looked good as well and could dance the way I like and make me dance the way I please. Everything was perfect. I am an easy-becoming-happy girl.

When ¾ time of the dancing party passed, he told me inattentively that I’m leaving with my friends. It was a pure notice, not even a question. The thing that he left is not important but the way he act seemed like nothing is less important than keeping your accompany, even going to a pub that can be happen anytime; He left me behind in the party without partner. This happened while I was thinking that’s a great luck for me that my partner is enjoying this dancing like me. He never hided his feeling, though I forgot the other side of the coin. He might fake his feeling. (This is what he reminded me).

This was offensive for me. I don’t think I’m expecting too much. We are not close friends; the only plan we have together is this one hour per week dancing class and two dancing parties in the whole semester. If he wants to prefer his friends even on this limited time, nothing would remain between us and I’m not gonna appreciate his friendship anymore.

A big freeze happened to me. I’m not reviewing any move or song of last night. I’m not excited to think about it but upset, so I guess I should sleep on it to decide how to react. It’s hard for me to give up dancing with him, yet I don’t want to stay in the position people could ignore me.

P.S. I have an evil eye on my own stuffs.