An attempt to a decent blog story (part 1)

Story:

(At some random club. There's this girl, slightly intoxicated but can still hit it good on the dance floor. There's this boy,alone, holding a bottle of beer and is carefully scouting for a girl to dance with. Cupid struck his magic arrow and walah! Boy and girl bumped to each other, and all this while "Poker Face" was playing on the background. Haah! )

Boy: Hey pretty thing!
Girl: Hi, how nice of you to catch me.
B: The name is John by the way.
G: Kaye here, nice to meet you.

(And so they met. Not the ideal introduction but it was a start. The conversation went on)

John: Care to dance?
Kaye: Can you keep up?
J: I'll try too.
K: Hmm. You better be.

("Cookie jar" was playing and the two danced their way in the middle of the floor. K was a natural, took ballet in elementary and part of the univ. dance squad for 2yrs now. She grooved and she moved to the beat, kinda drunk but still with sound mind. J, trying to keep up, was also dancing to the song. He was amazed at how lovely K was moving just inches from him. He was already feeling hot, confused of what he is feeling, "could it be the alcohol? or he was already falling head over heels with the damsel with him?" The music stopped and so did K.)

J: you ok?
K: Yup, im good. I think another beer.
J: Are you with friends?
K: Yes, they're right over there (unsure of the direction)
J: ok, ill walk you over.
K: sure.

(They walked from across the room towards K's companions. Upon seeing K with "some guy", they all wondered who he was. As K&J reached the table, the brief intro was given with the usual "hi's" and "nice to meet you" statements)

K: Guys, This is john. John this is everyone.
John: Hey.

( For her friends, he is suspicious. J was wearing a green top with the appropriate bling and jeans with white sneakers, looks normal if you might say. A babe magnet from first glance, chingky eyes, fair skin complementing his black hair, and that innocent smile that women love. "Hmm, can he be trusted?" one said. Paranoia was in their minds, but hell! they were in a club one can meet one with no set backs, its not like they're getting married. Duh!)


to be continued.....