Blissful Valentine: A Novella by Amy L. Gale

Author:Amy L. Gale [Gale, Amy L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amy L. Gale
Published: 2015-02-08T05:00:00+00:00

The drums vibrate through my chest and the screech of the guitar resonates through the crowd. Lexie and I push our way to the stage, turning sideways and elbowing through a plethora of people. I cough my way through a cloud of fruity perfume. It’s like I’m at a sold out show, this place is so packed.

I glance around the jam-packed room. Dean leans against the back wall holding a pool cue in his hand. He runs his hand through his hair, and then leans forward aiming toward the cue ball. His lips upturn in a small smile as we make eye contact. Chills sweep through my body even though it’s got to be at least eighty degrees in here. Is he deliberately tormenting me? Yeah, right. I’m pretty much doing that to myself.

The familiar tune of Love is a Battlefield blares through the speakers. Lexie and I instantly sway as if we’re part of a spontaneous choreographed dance. I inadvertently break into the routine my dance team back in high school made to this song, which will never leave my brain. I close my eyes and hit every move like my body was programmed to do so. I slowly gaze at the crowd. Oh god, they had merged into a large circle with me in the center. Heat spreads across my face and my chin trembles. The crowd claps until the music stops. I cover my face with my hands and slowly drop them to my sides, walking backward until I’m pinned against the stage.

“We are Totally Eighties and we’ll be right back after a quick break,” the singer announces.

“Aren’t you used to being in the spotlight from all those years of dance team?” Lexie leans against the stage next to me.

I nod. “I wasn’t expecting to put on a show tonight.”

“I know someone who enjoyed that show.” She nudges my elbow.

I roll my eyes and fan my face with my hand. “I need a drink.”

We turn sideways and slide through the crowd, getting pushed and elbowed on the way. A small area opens near the bar. A multitude of people line up, waiting for drinks.

“We’ll never get a drink. The line’s is at least three people deep.” Lexie tries to squirm her way to the bar.

“I got this.” After living in Regal Hall last semester with a room that wasn’t much bigger than my closet at home, I can fit into more places than an octopus.

I slither around a scantily clad brunette and peek my head between the shoulders of two blondes wearing four-inch heels. Ah, it’s not that bad. I move sideways, parallel to the bar and spot a guy in a baseball cap, taking his drink and moving to his table. Time to strike while the iron is hot. I lunge forward, grazing two people on my way and press my hands against the cool, hard, wooden bar.

A man next to me slurs his speech as he tries to order another drink. Jeez, he has one in his hand and he’s hogging the bartender.

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