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Old 11-02-2011, 09:35 PM   #25 (permalink)
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Violet was having such a fun time at this International Dance, so much that she almost seemed to forget about her problems outside the tent. She met a few other people who were all wearing such magnificent outfits and she couldn't hep but ask about where they were from. It was all so intriguing to her. After she had had a little snack at the buffet table Violet knew that she had to take a turn on the dance floor. So she closed her fan and picked up some of her dress and strutted in her favorite pumps onto the dance floor.

The music selections were wonderful and she was having a lot of fun dancing to it. Violet did open her fan every now and then and fan herself while she was dancing, almost as if it were a dance move and also to keep herself cool, also to prevent her make-up from running. It seemed like nothing else mattered to her at all and truth be said Violet really didn't mind right now. She didn't want to have to worry about her problems with Chris, or Selina being upset with her for not telling her what happened between her and Chris, or worrying about Elektra, who was only Merlin knows where, because she hadn't heard from her in a few months. Now was not the time to be upset, or afraid, or stressed. Tonight was just another night to let herself go.

While Violet was not having a care in the world, she could have sworn she felt a tap on her shoulder and heard a soft voice. She immediately thought to herself that it must have been Selina again who was probably just going to complain to Violet about her Irish outfit saying that the dress was too short and her heels were too high for her to walk in. Violet sighed and began saying while she was turning slowly to 'Selina',"Sely, I've already told you more than once that you look fi-" and her heart practically jumped out of her chest when her violet eyes met with an electric blue pair.

It was the one person she never thought she would ever see at one of these events. And he was also the last person she expected to see right now. Immediate flashbacks raced through Violet's head as she stared at his face. Although on the outside all you could hear was the music and people talking and laughing, while inside Violet's head Chris' cold and harsh words rang repeatedly in her ears.

She had also stumbled back almost falling and bumped into someone beside her on the dance floor. Violet gasped and then immediately turned to them saying,"I am so sorry.." She then turned back and looked at Chris but looked him in the eyes only for a moment. Violet then said softly,"...Hi.." she then brushed some of her hair to the side. Her eyes then traveled down to her fan and they remained there, for she was too afraid to look him in the eyes, not after that day, she just couldn't. Violet looked up again feeling rude not looking in the eyes, but it didn't last long again for then she looked to the side of her looking for red hair knowing that that person had something to do with this.
The moment she'd turned around, Christoper immediately began to regret approaching her in the first place. What was he thinking!? Merlin, he could be so stupid!

It was clear that she'd ben having a wonderful time, and had even managed to dance just as beautifully in the big shoes that looked really hard to walk in. She'd even laughed, thinking he was Selina for a brief moment. He hadn't even realized how much he missed that laugh, not until just then. It was equally clear that he had just ruined her entire night, all while looking like a fool! Leave it to Selina to dress him up like some girl Prince Phillip or whatever the one time he was actually going to talk to Violet. Figured.

When she saw him, her face drained colour, her smile that he had so missed faded, and she even fell back in shock. Or perhaps fright. And even though he'd gotten to hear her voice and laugh for the first time in six months, it wasn't worth it. For her. He made her miserable! He might as well evacuate with as much pride he could muster while he still could.

Trying once last time to catch her eye, and turning out unsuccessful, Christopher's eyes too met the floor. After a few moments of VERY awkward silence, he ran his fingers through his hair and took a deep breath. "Look.... I'm sorry I bothered you.... I should go....." he mumbled, beginning to turn to leave for the second time that night.
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