Valentine's Day.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror one last time, observing the way my hair fell in gentle waves and amde sure that there wasn't a strand out of place.

I bit my lip, "I don't want to go," I whined.

"Avery, suck it up. You're going!" Emma scolded.

"Come on, it's going to be fun!" Keira exclaimed. She was Dylan's date and surprise, surprise she was an attractive, blue-eyed, model-looking blonde which made me want to stab her in the face. It's not fair that she can look the way that she does.

I have come to the conclusion that over-attractive people need to be terminated to protect everyone else's self-esteem.

I groaned. "But this," I gestured to my hair and my dress. "Is just not me. Can't I just stay here and eat pizza?"

"No!" Emma and Keira exclaimed simultaneously.

"But I hate Valentine's Day and school dances and crap." I complained.

"You already agreed to go and we have the tickets, so you Ms. I hate being sociable is going whether you like it or not because I'm going to drag you sorry butt over there if I had to!" Emma threatened.

I sighed in defeat. "Girls, your dates are here!" My Mum shouted from downstairs.

"We're coming!" I shouted back. I turned to my Emma and Keira, "Are you two ready?"

"Yep. Let's go." Keira hurriedly opened the door excitedly with Emma and I behind her.

Emma and Keira were already at the bottom of the stairs while I was only half-way down because I was afraid I would trip and fall on my face, and with these heels, the likelyhood of that happening was extremely high.

"Taking your time there, Aves." Jason smiled.

He knew I hated wearing high heels, "Yeah, I'm just giving you more time to indulge in all of this." I gestured to myself but I wobbled and quickly put my hand back on the banister and blushed in embarassment.

Jason grinned at my clumsiness. "You look beautiful but you're going to have to hurry up if you want this," he raised his hand and waved a corsage in the air.

I made my way down the last few steps as quickly as I could without falling over. I sighed. "I hate stairs."

"I'm glad you finally made your way down the stairs before I was old and wrinkly." Jason teased, gently putting the delicate corsage on my wrist.

"I thought you were already old and wrinkly," I teased back.

He raised his brows at me, "And I was waiting for you to fall down the stairs."

I punched his arm playfully, "Why, so you could catch me?"

"No, so I could laugh at you." He joked and this time I did punch him properly. "Ow!" he exclaimed.

"You deserved it."

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"Say cheese!" Mr. Piers chirped as he took our picture.

I stood next to Jason, smiling while he had his hand on the small of my back. We had several pictures taken, one of us standing and smiling looking normal and others were just wacky photos where he was carrying me and I was telling him to put me down.

I was practically blind by the time the photos were done. And when I thought the torture was over, Emma and Keira decided that they wanted to have a group photo with all of us in it so now I'm walking around seeing white spots in my vision and I have to squint at everything.

"I'm blind," I said.

Jason laughed, "You're not blind." he assured me.

"How are you seeing clearly right now?"  I asked in disbelief.

He shrugged, "I don't know but I do know, that you are not blind."

"I think I am," I chuckled.

We walked into the hall and was immediately surrounded my laughing and dancing couples. "Want to dance?" he asked.

I crossed my arms across my chest, "I can't dance."

"Neither can I." Jason smirked and offered his hand. "Please?" he pleaded.

"Fine. One dance." I said.

"That's all I need." he grinned and pulled me into the middle of the dancefloor. "Want to see my amazing moves?"

"What moves? You can't dance!" I laughed.

"That doesn't mean I can't try!" Then he started dancing around me, making a fool out of himself as he attempted to do the robot.

I quickly reached for his arm, "Okay, stop! You look like an idiot." I told him.

"You know what wil make me look less like an idiot?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"What?" I smiled.

"If you look like an idiot with me," he suggested.

"No," I shook my head.

"Fine," he said and disappeared into the crowd only to reappear behind me, spinning me around to face him and grabbed my hand and pulled me close. "We'll dance like normal, boring people instead."

"We don't do normal." I pointed out.

"True..." he admitted. "Then we'll do us instead."

"Which is what exactly?" I asked.

"Weird." he answered and I nodded, smiling. Then Jason started spinning us around repeatedly until we got dizzy and started to stumble and we laughed at our own stupidity.

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My feet got tired so we decided to sit on a table and just drink some punch. 

"Enjoying yourself then?" Emma asked, sitting down with Aaron.

 I nodded, "Surprisingly, yes." I answered.

Aaron and Jason nodded at each other, which I had picked up on as a guy's way of saying hello, I don't know, they're weird.

"I've had too much punch to drink," Jason chuckled. "So excuse me," he said getting up and kissed my cheek. 

"Okay," I laughed.

"So you two are okay?" Aaron asked me.

"Yeah, why wouldn't we be?" I replied.

"We're just checking," Emma answered and I nodded slightly.

Keira walked towards us, dragging Dylan behind her. "Hey!" she chirped.

"Hey," I smiled. 

"Where's your boyfriend?" she asked and Dylan's face darkened although it might have just been because of the ever changing flashing lights

"Bathroom," I answered.

"Oh," she mumbled and stumbled, leaning on Dylan to balance herself.

We all looked at Dylan and mouthed, "Is she drunk?" but he only shrugged and helped her sit down.

"Jake, was that his name?" she babbled.

"Jason." I corrected.

Keira smirked, " He was hot!" she exclaimed.

I smiled at her even though I wanted to strangle her. "I know." 

"I told him that, too." Keira added which didn't really help.

Emma must've seen my expression because she was shaking her head at me vigoroulsy warning me not to say soemthing stupid.

"That's nice," I carried on smiling. Emma sighed loudly in relief. "But," I paused and Emma's eyes widened and she shook her head again. "If I wanted my boyfriend to know how hot he was, I would tell him myself." I shrugged.

I was about to say more but Dylan decided to pull me away from the conversation. "Okay, I think we've heard enough of that." He said. "Want some more punch?" he asked me while pushing through the crowd.

I sighed, "Yeah, okay."

"How long has Jason been in the bathroom?" 

"I don't know," I shrugged. "Quite a while."

"Oh, let's go find him." Dylan said firmly, dragging me the other way. 

"What for?" I shouted over the music.

He didn't answer me instead he carried on pulling me towards the toilets. I had to say sorry about a million times because I walked into so many people.

When Dylan pushed the door open, my jaw dropped.

"Jason?" I asked in disbelief and dropped Dylan's hand.

He didn't seem the slightest bit surprised or shocked to see me instead he smiled. I had no idea what was going on but I knew one thing:

I wanted to run.

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Who else has been a victim to camera flashes?

What do you think is going to happen next? Dylan was just holding Avery's hand and... I won't spoil it. :)

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