Heavenly Goodness

                Why do I still feel like I'm the star of the night?

All eyes remain on me, following me closely. I hang on to Aziel's arm for about an hour, until I feel like letting myself go on the dance floor. But those stiff rakes here only dance to the one tile old fashion songs that no one has ever heard.

Time to get some serious exercise and sweat on the dance floor.

I smile sweetly at Aziel, but he immediately recognizes the naughty spark in my eyes. With furrowed eyebrows, he watches me as I walk towards the DJ and whisper in his ear. The man immediately beams, it seems as if he was waiting for this sign the whole night.

 With a nod to Aziel, I wait on the dance floor until I hear the first notes of Jean Paul and Blue Cantrell, and I let my body determine its own rhythm. In no time everyone is here, women are screaming the lyrics along with Blue in