Feb 27th, 2001
MI
Even after the fact, he could not seem to remove her eyes from inside of his mind. He remembered arriving at the club with Laura and immediately heading for the bar. He removed his heavy leather jacket and passed it across the bar to a girl with a chubby face on the other side.
He wanted to start dancing immediately and grabbing Laura’s hand, he weaved his way into the crowd of dancers. The pulsating rhythm was absorbed by his stomach, which sent the vibrations upwards - towards his head causing it to bob up and down in rhythm with the beat. All of the dancers in the room were facing the DJ but he turned his back on them so that he could face Laura as he danced with her.
He began to bob his hips the way that his old girlfriend had taught him. “You dance with your shoulders too much, you have to dance with your hips more,” she would say. He couldn’t argue because she looked pretty sexy when she danced whereas he looked like a guy who doesn’t feel comfortable dancing.
He closed his eyes and counted “one-two one-two,” trying to establish a feeling of rhythm in his body. His eyes fluttered and he caught a glimpse of a trio of what seemed like very attractive girls in the corner. They were dressed in that more fashionable, Apkujon-esque style which consisted of apparel that resembled business attire. He felt that they were talking about him because one of them leaned her head over to the other and pointed in his direction. He turned his eyes away quickly and looked at Laura. She was smiling at him and he smiled back at her.
Her face was quite appealing in this club but he knew that sometimes, when he examined her in the light, he could make out a forest of imperfections in the regions directly under and above her eyes. Her eyes themselves were cute when she smiled, but when her face was emotionless they seemed awfully small and beady. He smiled again and closed his eyes and tried to feel the rhythm: “one-two one-two.”
Soon, the trio was out of his mind and he was indulging in the music. Gradually, his body began to feel tired and he told Laura that he wanted to get a drink. She agreed and they headed towards the bar. One of the girls from the trio entered the periphery of his vision and he could not help but turn to look at her as she walked past. She stared directly into his eyes with a slight smile on her lips. Her eyes flickered with mischief and he found himself turning away quickly, but still thinking about her eyes. There was something peculiar about the way that they were shaped. They were thin at the corners but very large and round in the middle. They filled him with an odd type of excitement.
He looked towards the bartender, who was helping another customer. He strained his head and rotated it up and around, as if he was stretching out his neck, and his eyes alit on the girl once again. She was standing there, looking straight into his eyes. She had straight black hair that fell onto her shoulders and perfectly smooth skin. She had a small nose and above it were those exquisite eyes.
A smile creased onto his face and he turned his head away. He looked up at the bartender and ordered his drink.
