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"I saw you upstairs," he said loudly. "Hard to miss that hair of yours. Like a ghost," he added, nodding at my bleached white fringe. "You dance like a madman. Pretty hot."

"Ah... thanks," I said with half a smile, taking another sip of my water.

"I'm Jade," he said with an outstretched hand. I took it in my own and shook, feeling lukewarm sweat under my palm. "What's your name, beautiful?"

He's gay. Not that it bothered me. I had kind of figured. "Shay," I replied.

I got another flash of teeth. "Sweet name," he commented.

How am I supposed to reply to that? I thought. Thanks, I guess? But I kept silent, only nodding a little.

When I looked up again, Jade was waving to get the bartender's attention. "Long island iced tea," he said loudly, a moment before slinging his arm over my shoulder. "And one for my friend!"

Friend, huh. That was fast. Free booze, though. Can't argue with it. I started draining my water as we waited for the drinks.

"Hope you don't mind," Jade added as I finished my water off.

I choked on the last drops of my drink and shook my head, eyes watering. "No, of course not."

"It's just, y'know..." He gave an awkward grin and pushed his fingers through the violet mess on his scalp. "It's not often I find someone like you. I just knew I had to talk to you, just got this feeling, like... Holy shit, I'm gonna miss out." He laughed.

Two drinks had appeared in front of us as he spoke, and money was exchanged. My now cooled fingers wrapped around the glass of ice and amber drink, complete with a sliver of lemon. I had never ordered a drink at this club before.

We both lifted our drinks, and Jade flashed me another crooked grin. "Cheers," he said, clinking his glass against mine and drinking deeply. I followed suit, taking a gulp of my own drink. It was sweet, refreshing, and stung lightly with the cocktail of hard liquor within it. After that first gulp I set it back down, but Jade had polished off half the glass already. Damn, this guy can drink. Or maybe he was downing liquid courage to do whatever it was he was planning to do in the first place when he came up to me.

"So," Jade said finally, having replaced his own drink on the bar and swiveled in his seat to face me. His eyes were alight with a youthful sparkle.

"You here alone?"

"Yeah," I replied with a short laugh. "Yeah, I just come here to dance... Take my mind off things, I guess,"

"That's cool," he said, and he sounded like he meant it. "You move really well. So... Is it just on your feet?"

I had just taken another gulp of alcohol and choked into my drink at these words, laughing. Did he really just imply what I thought he did? "I... I wouldn't know..."

"No?" he said in disbelief. "Wait, a guy like you? Seriously?" He shook his head and took another swig of booze. "I dunno, I thought you were... You look it."

"Look what?"

"Like you get approached by a lot more people than just me. You don't?"

I thought, taken aback. "No," I said truthfully. "No, not at all..."

Jade shook his head again. He brought the glass to his lips as he looked up at me to speak. "It's that crazy white hair," he said knowingly, taking a drink. "Ghost. Maybe you pass under the radar."

I laughed and drank deeply from my glass. This guy... He was trying too hard to compliment me. But somehow I didn't mind. It felt good... Felt normal. I was being flirted with.

Upon seeing that my glass was empty, Jade looked to the bar with a grin. "Hey, bartender... Another couple of these, please!"

"Another couple of these" later and Jade had dragged me back up to the dance floor. My head spun pleasurably from drink and my new companion's infectious demeanor. The thudding of the music in my chest matched my newly heightened heartbeat, and I soon followed Jade in an exhilarated dance. His violet hair tossed in the strobe light, his feet shuffling rhythmically beneath him and arms outstretched. I matched his movements, laughing at our drunken attempts at club dancing.

Within minutes he had moved to grinding on me, his hips pushing ag