Fifth Part:
I couldn't take it any more. I had to say something to him. He was a ghost, only appearing to watch me dance and than poof gone.
It was getting a bit annoying so I came up with a plan.
Call me desperate all you want, but if you would see how fine he was you would be doing the same thing.
I started dancing moving my body to the music. My golden skin glowed under the lit fire, my curly hair moved as my hips moved to the beat.
People told me I was a naturally beauty that had the body of a seductress.
I could tell that he was in a trance because he didn't look away from me when we met eyes.
I moved closer, slowly and steadily. He watched me but didn't move. I was finally right in front of his body.
