Hey guys, so this story has been sitting half finished in my files for a few years now. I decided to take a small break from the current series I'm working on in order to complete it. I have no idea if I'll continue this story or if it will be a one off. I guess that will depend on how it is received. If you are reading Birthday Pool Party, don't worry! I'm still working on it. I just wanted to finish this first. I'm going to immediately start on Chapter 10 now that this story is finished. I hope you enjoy this one!
-Witty
The ten year reunion for the local High School was being held on a Friday night at a nearby function hall. The main event was taking place in a large room with enough space for about a hundred people. The darkened atmosphere and pumping music gave the hall a club-like feel. Decorations were sparse, except for a banner with the school colors. Most of the hall was dominated by a large dance floor. However, one side of the hall had a number of round, wooden tables that were near a small bar. Sitting at the bar, Chloe Baker was drinking a glass of white wine.
At 28, Chloe was as gorgeous now as she was ten years ago. Her lightly tanned skin, cute face, and lovely smile gave her the perfect girl next door look. She was a short girl, standing barely over five feet tall in her heeled shoes, but her black cocktail dress only fell to her knees and accentuated her toned legs. The dress left her smooth arms bare and was low-cut enough to show a hint of her C-cup cleavage without being scandalous. A black clutch purse completed the outfit. All in all, Chloe had a classy look; seductive and beautiful, without being overly revealing.
Chloe pushed a strand of her long, dark hair behind her ear as she took a sip of wine and surveyed the room with her brown eyes. She saw her friend Sarah dancing with a guy they all knew back in high school, but hadn't talked to since. Katie was nearby, dancing with her husband. Katie and Sarah had insisted she come to the reunion, that it would be fun. Chloe argued at first, saying she if she hadn't talked to someone in ten years, there was no reason to now, but after enough badgering, Chloe acquiesced.
As Chloe sat there, watching the dancing while lost in thought, a guy slipped into the stool next to her. He rested his elbow on the bar as he looked over at her. Chloe turned to face him and noticed his eyes immediately dropped to her cleavage as he smiled. She remembered Mike well, the two of them had actually gone to senior prom together. Chloe had thought he was nice, but he turned out to be all hands. Chloe had actually slapped him when he tried to have sex with her in the back of the limo.
"Hi, Chloe." Mike said.
"Mike." she gave a forced smile.
"Nice to see you again." he winked at her.
"You too." Chloe lied.
For several minutes he attempted to flirt with Chloe. Mike was just another in a long line of guys who just wanted her to spread her legs. He didn't look at her and see a person. He didn't look at her with genuine affection. Just another guy in a long line of losers. When she turned him down, he scoffed, shook his head, and muttered under his breath as he left.
After finishing her wine, Chloe hopped up and headed out onto the dance floor. The petite woman headed over to her two friends and started dancing. She may not have been interested in talking to any old acquaintances, but she could still have a nice time with her friends.
Of course, a girl as beautiful as Chloe can't dance for very long without being noticed. The eyes of many admiring men lingered on her brown eyes and raven hair, on her delicious cleavage, and on her toned legs.
The first guy came over and asked her to dance. Chloe remembered him from their math class together. He had trouble with math, just like she did. She decided to be social and agreed to the dance. The guy looked down at her cleavage the entire time and, after the first dance, asked her to go someplace more quiet. Chloe politely declined and resumed dancing by herself.
A second man asked Chloe to dance and she said yes. They danced to one fast song and, when a slow one came on, he held out his arms. Chloe bit her lip but still wrapped her arms around his neck as his found her waist.
While swaying to the music with a guy whose name she didn't even remember, Chloe's brown eyes locked on a pair of gorgeous green eyes. Eyes she remembered well. Jason Andrews was dancing with a pretty blonde woman and he just happened to look over at the same time as Chloe.
Jason and Chloe have known each other since they were three years old. His mother ran a daycare out of their house and Chloe's parents had her stay there while they worked. The two of them had been inseparable. She remembered playing with blocks with him, she remembered the cat his family had, she remembered fighting with him at the age of four and saying that she wouldn't marry him someday.
They were in the same class the first couple years of elementary school, and often got in trouble for talking too much with each other. Unfortunately, they weren't in the same class for fourth grade and started to grow apart. By the fifth grade, they didn't talk at all.
Then came the sixth grade, the first year of middle school. Jason and Chloe ended up in the same classes again. The two of them even sat next to each other during a lot of classes. Their friendship was rekindled. Chloe would even talk about Jason at home.
With middle school came school dances, and partway through the year, shy Jason worked up the courage to ask Chloe to go with him. As much as Chloe liked Jason, she thought of him as more of a brother and said no. It was obvious Jason was devastated, still he made it clear that he was happy to keep being her friend.
Chloe actually winced and closed her eyes while dancing as she remembered how poorly she treated him. She stopped talking to him completely. She had been out shopping with her mother and ran into Jason and his mother. She just walked away without saying a word to him.
She ignored him at every turn, all the way into high school. Yet, Jason didn't seem to think less of her at all. Not that she bothered to talk to him to find out, but junior year he did ask her to another dance. Chloe told him she had to work, but the truth was, she thought she was better than him. She was little miss popular and he was a nobody. Why should she bother going on date with him?
The truth was, a part of her did want him. A part of her wanted him back in her life. The problem was, she was so obsessed with popularity and her social standing at that time, she just blew him off. He respected her wishes and tried to save their friendship and she wouldn't hear it, never thinking of him again after graduation.
Now, here he was, ten years after high school. He was wearing a nice pair of slacks and a button-down. He actually looked really handsome, with his short-cropped beard and light brown hair. The two of them hadn't spoken in ten years, everything that happened was in the past. It was the behavior of two immature kids who had yet to get a handle on life. Despite that, she still felt some regret over how they had grown apart.
The song ended and Chloe barely heard the guy she had been dancing with ask her to go someplace more quiet. When he asked a second time, Chloe just shook her head and waved him off. He walked away, looking rather upset. Chloe didn't care.
Jason left the cute blonde he had been dancing with and walked over to Chloe with a confidence that she had never before seen in him. As the next song began, he looked her right in the eyes and held out a hand. He didn't once glance at her cleavage.
"Would you like to dance?" Jason asked in a soothing voice.
"I-I think I would." Chloe replied, surprised to realize how nervous she was.
She reached out her tiny hand and placed it in his larger one. He gave her a small smile which sent butterflies fluttering in her stomach. Chloe actually stumbled a bit in her heels as the two started dancing. She soon found out, he really knew how to dance. The song was fast and he kept pace with it perfectly.
Neither of them spoke. No words were needed as they gazed into each others eyes, ignoring everyone else as they swayed to the music. Chloe hadn't thought of him in about ten years, yet now here they were, something different between them this time. Or was it? Was this always here but she was too blind to see it? She could see the affection in his eyes, the same way he always looked at her. Only now, she was mature enough to recognize it for what it was.
They danced to three fast songs before a slow one came on. "Would you like to keep dancing?" he asked.
"Yes." she answered simply.
He placed his hands on her thin waist as she wrapped her arms around his neck. At first, they danced at arm's length, but over time they moved closer and closer. Soon her large, firm breasts were pressed against his chest as he held her close.
"You are just as beautiful as I remember." he whispered in her ear.
Chloe felt herself shiver as she heard the sincerity in his voice. Other guys just wanted her to spread her legs, and sure, he was definitely attracted to her in that way, but there was something else as well. He was looking deeper. The blonde he was with was gorgeous, but he only had eyes for her. After all this time, his affection for her as a person hadn't changed.
"Thank you." she whispered back with sincerity.
For several minutes, the two of them swayed to the music without speaking. She lay her head against him and enjoyed the feel of being in his arms. They had known each other for over twenty years, yet this was their first time dancing. It was so special, Chloe wished she had danced with him sooner.
