Sarah turned to Sharon and beckoned urgently clearly ‘come on’ so Sharon got everyone else up onto the dance floor. “I think so” I whispered almost inaudibly back. Mike and I signed up. She could feel it. What do I do? Everyone was in high spirits except for Chloe who was looking pissed off, sitting stifled against the window trying to inch as far as possible away from Roy, who had sat beside her. “Chloe, have we ever, you know… I never am good with faces. Did she know how I felt about her? She giggled and her face flushed and she complemented me on my teddy bear suitability. And I didn’t really want to answer, because I didn’t really want to admit the answer was “no”. That night I crashed out and overslept and missed my first lecture on Monday. Was Chloe just doing that to get rid of Sarah for me?
