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by Steps and I know the moves to this dance by heart. I practiced this in my mirror for weeks on end. When they start to sing a verse I know well, I kick my feet out and then drop my body, so my ass is nearly touching the bench. Hillary tries to keep up and copy the moves, but she fails miserably and laughs it off. I smile and turn my back to her so I slide down the front of her body, then swing my hips back and forth on the way back up. Men start to cheer and I take it further, slowly lifting up my shirt to show my midriff, then dropping it again as it reaches my belly button. I turn to face Hillary and watch as she starts to climb down. I’m too numb to care, so I reach for her, snatch the bottle from her grasp and chug a little more down.
    At one stage during the night, once I’d finished on the bench, I walk to the toilet and notice Tanner and Katrina dancing on the floor. It makes me angry; God only knows why their relationship bothers me so much. I knew I had feelings for him and I thought for a second he did too, but not long after our kiss he started seeing Katrina. Katrina knew in her heart that I liked him, but I never denied nor confirmed it for her.
    I walk back to the dance floor and pass the kitchen as I do, grabbing the bottle of tequila. I make my way through the throngs of people and stop when I see all the guys from the football team at the edge of the floor eyeing the girls dancing. I smile to myself and make my way over to them. Locky notices me first and pulls me into a massive bear hug. I squeal at him as he puts me down. “CJ!” he greets me, smiling down at me. He is massive, probably the biggest on the team. He reminds me of a teddy bear, a very large and overgrown teddy bear, that is.
    “We are going to dance,” I say and grab for his hand. He looks a bit puzzled at me; probably because I just slurred my words.
    He shakes his head. “I have no moves, baby girl, I have no rhythm,” he says chuckling. Lance, another guy from the team, steps up and tells me he’ll dance with me. I nod my head as I pull him out with one hand, my other hand still wrapped tightly around my bottle. I don’t mind Lance, except his handsy hands. I usually have to remind him where to keep them and not in a nice way either. Other than that, he’s a nice sort of bloke and has always been friendly toward me.
    “You looked sexy dancing up there,” he says, referring to the kitchen. I just nod my head and continue to make my moves on the dance floor. He shakes his head at me and leans down. “Since when do you dance? Or drink for that matter?” he asks, sounding interested.
    I don’t want to talk. Why does everyone want to talk once they have alcohol in their system?
    I turn my back to him and start moving more. I feel hands on my hips and I lean back into them. I’m met with a hard body that feels a lot larger than Lance’s small frame. I turn my head to see Kyrone smiling down at me. I jump away from him so fast he looks shocked, then he laughs it off. I start to walk away, but he captures my wrist in his overly large calloused hands.
    “Where you going, Christina?” he asks smugly. I look around and point. Fuck! I don’t even know where I’m pointing and to that he laughs. I snatch my hand back, take off back to the kitchen and chug down the last of the alcohol.
    Tanner spots me and makes his way to the kitchen, smiling when he gets to me. “You having fun?” he asks with a smile across his lips.
    “Yep,” I say like I actually am. His face turns serious, and just when he goes to say something, two hands wrap around his midsection.
    “Tanner, why did you leave?” Katrina whines in his ear. I make a face at her voice and Tanner quietly smirks at me. He turns to say something to her and as he does, I make my escape back to the overcrowded dance floor, swaying as I do.
    Shit! I really am fucked.
    I nearly fall over when two hands wrap around my waist from the back and pull me back so I’m standing