(Elena P.O.V)
We were seated at a special table for all the important people. I looked around, and made eye contact with Oliver, then looked away quickly. Xavier stepped onto the stage to make a little speech. He thanked us all for coming and for donating. The crowd erupted in cheers, I clapped along, and Xavier smiled lovingly at me. The people began chattering, and the rest of the evening went by like any other evening.
I talked to some people, and with the skills of a ninja, I avoided Oliver for the whole night.
Xavier walked up to me, "May I have this dance, my lady?" I giggle like a little school girl.
I look at the dance floor. Nobody is dancing. "There is nobody dancing; isn't that just weird," I say, feeling doubtful.
"They are waiting for me to have the first dance. After we
