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"You don't have a girlfriend?" Paul asked, leaning over the table.
"No," Stan said.
"A dashing lad like yourself? That seems silly."
Stan shrugged, glancing away to the dance floor where all of his friends were--Scarlett and Marcel, Jake and Rupert, Ana Dee and Ben, Lucy and Uri...and here he was, not that he didn't enjoy the company of Paul McCartney, his childhood idol, but he really wished he had someone to dance really close to.
"You don't even have a girl you like?"
Stan turned to Paul and pursed his lips, nervously. "I have a girl that I absolutely am in love with."
"Really! Well go out there and dance with her!"
"She isn't here. Plus I'd be too afraid of looking like an idiot..."
"You won't! Just go out there and ask her. What's her name?"
"Aries," he said.
"She sounds cute."
"She's adorable."
"What's she look like?"
Stan settled back in his chair and when he looked up, suddenly there was Aries entering the club. She glanced around the room and his heart fluttered when she aknowledged him. Her hair was just as it always was...no gel, no buns or ponytails...just normal. She wore no makeup except some bright red lipstick that matched the dress she was wearing absolutely perfectly. "Like that."
"That's her?"
"That's her," Stan said. He suddenly felt as if all the blood in his body had flushed out and he was numb.
"Well go on then!" Paul shouted. "Go, go!"
Stan nervously stood up, his knees knocking together. He nearly stumbled forward, but caught himself when he was a foot or so away from Aries. He froze. She turned and smiled at him. "Hey," she said. She glanced down at herself and fixed her skirt.
"I like your dress," he said. He eyed Paul out of the corner of his eye and then turned back.
"Thanks," she laughed. "It's Lanvin."
"Cool."
Then, they stood in silence, watching the other people dance. Stan turned back to look at Paul and Paul gestured to him, but he had no idea what he was saying. Stan turned back. "Um..." She turned to him. "Would you..."
"Yes?"
"Would you like to dance?" His heart sunk into his stomach, as if he already predicted the answer she was going to have.
"I'd love to!" she said, and she curled her hands around his arm and he led her nervously onto the dance floor.
"No," Stan said.
"A dashing lad like yourself? That seems silly."
Stan shrugged, glancing away to the dance floor where all of his friends were--Scarlett and Marcel, Jake and Rupert, Ana Dee and Ben, Lucy and Uri...and here he was, not that he didn't enjoy the company of Paul McCartney, his childhood idol, but he really wished he had someone to dance really close to.
"You don't even have a girl you like?"
Stan turned to Paul and pursed his lips, nervously. "I have a girl that I absolutely am in love with."
"Really! Well go out there and dance with her!"
"She isn't here. Plus I'd be too afraid of looking like an idiot..."
"You won't! Just go out there and ask her. What's her name?"
"Aries," he said.
"She sounds cute."
"She's adorable."
"What's she look like?"
Stan settled back in his chair and when he looked up, suddenly there was Aries entering the club. She glanced around the room and his heart fluttered when she aknowledged him. Her hair was just as it always was...no gel, no buns or ponytails...just normal. She wore no makeup except some bright red lipstick that matched the dress she was wearing absolutely perfectly. "Like that."
"That's her?"
"That's her," Stan said. He suddenly felt as if all the blood in his body had flushed out and he was numb.
"Well go on then!" Paul shouted. "Go, go!"
Stan nervously stood up, his knees knocking together. He nearly stumbled forward, but caught himself when he was a foot or so away from Aries. He froze. She turned and smiled at him. "Hey," she said. She glanced down at herself and fixed her skirt.
"I like your dress," he said. He eyed Paul out of the corner of his eye and then turned back.
"Thanks," she laughed. "It's Lanvin."
"Cool."
Then, they stood in silence, watching the other people dance. Stan turned back to look at Paul and Paul gestured to him, but he had no idea what he was saying. Stan turned back. "Um..." She turned to him. "Would you..."
"Yes?"
"Would you like to dance?" His heart sunk into his stomach, as if he already predicted the answer she was going to have.
"I'd love to!" she said, and she curled her hands around his arm and he led her nervously onto the dance floor.
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That story is absolutely adorable!! 
The picture fits perfectly!
The picture fits perfectly!