Kelly had been planning for this event for the last two months. Her dress had been specially designed for the occasion and between her hairstylist and the mirror, she had spent seven hours preparing for this big night. She had hoped that by the time this party rolled around, she would have a date to escort her, but she didn’t.
She glanced at her friend Nan sitting beside her in the car, also going alone to the biggest party of the year. She hated going out with women, because she didn’t like to compete for male attention, but she didn’t want to go alone. As they got out of the car, she knew Nan would probably not dance all evening because guys didn’t usually gravitate to her.
When they walked through the entrance to the event, a tall guy with a thick mustache stood talking to a shorter guy with no mustache. She smiled at the taller one. He didn’t smile back. The shorter guy spoke to her, but she didn’t speak, because she knew a “hello” could be a prelude to a fruitless get-acquainted exercise. To her surprise, the taller one spoke to Nan and asked her to dance.
As she searched for their table, she saw several guys, who appeared to be alone. One asked her to dance, but she nodded no and kept walking. He wasn’t her type either. His jacket looked a little worn.
After arriving at her table, she sat straight in her chair to project dignity and poise and waited for someone who was more her style to approach the table. However, as the night wore on, no one came. To her dismay, she ended up not dancing all evening, but Nan remained on the floor all night with the tall guy with the mustache.