Once we got inside, Ashton grabbed a table. He’s a horrid dancer, so he shooed the rest of us off to have fun. “Just don’t let any blokes try to steal my girl!” he called out after us. Tiffany laughed, rolling her eyes, taking my hand. “Come on, we can dance together, birthday girl.” she grinned. It was fun dancing with Tiffany. There was no judgment and no standard. Which was good because I doubt I’m much better at dancing than Ashton. As we swayed to the rhythm of the music, I felt eyes on us. I didn’t think anything of it. After all, this dress highlighted my scales. And even when I’m in the company of others, there will always be people that don’t like meta-humans.“Hey there, two pretty birds like you shouldn’t be out here dancing alone. Want some company?” a bloke asked, s
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