In the middle of my line of thought, I felt as though I was being watched. I look around, thinking that it must be my imagination, when I spot a dark haired boy in the corner. He's staring at me. Oh my, he's so cute.. I couldn't help myself from thinking it! I always go for the wrong guys, and by always I mean the first and probably last time I have tried to hit on a boy. So I look away. Luckily, that didn't stop him *tap* Did someone just touch my shoulder?! I turn around and the gorgeous boy, who has obviously made it across the entire club in like 10 seconds, was right in front of me. "Hi, my name is...