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Alright, long story I think, but here it goes:

About a week ago I was invited by my ex girlfriend out to an underaged dance club called Mystique. I told I would go and began dreading the time for the week. Finally, I gave up dreading... I devoted myself to having fun that night, though it was still a few days away. My best friend of course was determined to get my ex to teach me to dance...

Anyway, next step! We got in, and met with one of my ex's friends, who was wonderful to talk with, intelligent, and cute to boot! Sadly, she had a fear of males that made flirting and just trying to get to know her better a tad difficult.

Anyway, I got dragged to the dance floor and put on my stubborn act, hoping not to make a fool of myself, ya know? Anyway... during her 'lesson' we ended up kissing. I had to pull away then because, well, I had things I needed to put through my head, and I didn't want to ruin a rebudding friendship with something like that.

Well, she and I talked and I left certain things out of the conversation... mostly the real reasons I didn't want to be kissing her... Anyhoo... after she got pissed at me, and we then talked over that whole mess... we went to the pool tables and played a round of cutthroat with her friend. Her friend, sadly, got eliminated almost immediately, leaving me and my ex to play it out. Somehow I won. Anyway, then me and her friend played a game of eight-ball, I won that when there were three left, one of mine, one of hers, and the Eight... she sank the eight. Kinda bummed me out.

Then I walked my ex back to the floor and she actually got me dancing... after things got going she was relatively amazed and told me that I lied and that I could dance... I just told her I was going on instinct. Then we got off to get a drink and talk to her friend a bit, enjoying that conversation until her friend had to go, then we went back to the floor for more dancing until we left. Interesting night all in all, and I glazed over alot that I don't want to be made public. Anyhoo, that was my insane evening.