Pansy didn't know how she was convinced to come to this club, she hated coming here, with idiots trying to pick her up every five seconds. She always ended up driving her drunk friends home, one of them always managing to puke all over the place. Then never remembering any of that, and blabbing about what a great time they had.

Pansy rolled her eyes at the mindless chatter about who was the hottest guy, and who was going out with whom. It was down right annoying especially if this wasn't the first time they had the same conversation.

She glowered darkly and looked out over the dance floor, she watched the large mass of bodies moving as one to the overbearing bass music. They seemed to divide and give a wide birth to the girl that stepped onto the dance floor; her dark hair seemed to change colors with the strobe lights. Some how the girl seemed familiar, or perhaps it was just the way she moved, either way the way she moved called to Pansy.

She rose without a word to her friends, she just went down the hallway to the tight spiral staircase ducking her head to keep from bashing it on the stairs above her. She made her way to the middle where she last saw the girl, she looked around searching for her. She could find her anywhere, it was as if she had disappeared completely.

"fk!" she swore under her breath, she looked around one more time before turning around to head back up to her table and friends. It was then that she saw the girl she was looking for, dancing by herself, her body and movements exuding raw emotion.

Tentatively at first she started dancing near the other girl, but slowly as time went on she got closer. It wasn't until she had a sudden boost in courage and confidence did she actually wrap an arm around the other girl, she felt her stiffen momentarily but she relaxed shortly. Pansy desperately wanted to be with this girl, wanted to be one with her. She put all her frustrations in the way she moved against the other girl. The heat rose in her body as if she suddenly had the sun under her skin, she wasn't shocked as she felt the girl's body respond the same way. But she was slightly shocked when the taller girl, turned around in her arms.

Dark hazel eyes starred into intoxicating emerald eyes, it was as if they were magnets and some other force was pulling them together, not that either of them minded. That force whatever it was, was growing stronger they both could feel it getting more impatient, more demanding.

Pansy didn't know what prompted her to do it, but she leaned in closer as did the brunette across from her. There lips connected with an almost audible ZAP of electricity, there was no timid-ness in this kiss, the hunger to taste more grew in them. They closed the somewhat small space between their bodies, crushed against each other, their senses were nearing on overloaded. Pansy broke away, gasping for breath, she stared into the other girl's eyes, as a hand descended on Pansy's arm. It belonging to a drunk Marietta Edgecombe. "Hey, Pansy you've got to come back its so boring up there without you," she slurred as she dragged Pansy away. Pansy didn't look back as she was dragged through the crowd. HOW COULD I'VE DONE THAT? I KISSED A GIRL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DANCE FLOOR! HAVE I GONE COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY INSANE?