Matthew began dancing with the girl. He wasn't an amazing dancer, but he had learned a bit of the art from a few of his more talented friends. While dancing he felt a strange...pulse from inside. He ignored it, continuing to dance, before shouting,
"What school do you go to? I've only heard your name a few times."
He flowed with the beat of the music. The girl was pretty, and Matthew wasn't missing a chance to either impress or make friends with the girl.
Sefron shook her head. "Too loud." She called back. She took his hand. She hardly danced at all, and she pulled him into the kitchen where it was quieter. "Sorry, it's hard to have a talk when you can't hear."
Matthew chuckled, and nodded in agreement. His ears were still ringing a bit from the music, but he repeated himself,
"I had said, what school do you go to? I've only heard your names a few times."
Now that it wasn't so dark, he could see her fully. She wasn't dressed too revealing, but she wasn't exactly covered up either.
Leaving a bit to be imagined. Matthew said to himself.
Sefron shrugged. "I go to your school. But I skipped grades. I'm graduating this year when I should be graduating two years from now." She took the oportunity to really look at Matthew. She hadn't paid much attention to him ever before, but now she could feel it. She knew she was faced with someone special.
Sefron was considered a tease. She was beautiful and did sometimes wear rather provocative clothing, but every single guy to ever ask her out got turned down in a heartbeat. They speculated and wondered if she only went for girls, but then, she had turned away girls before too, and showed no evidence of a girlfriend. Or a boyfriend. In truth, she was waiting to find something special. Important. Matthew seemed to be it.
Matthew exhaled sharply, smiling.
"Jeez, you must be a genius!" He exclaimed, sipping his drink and taking a glance back at the dancefloor before turning back to her. Matthew wasn't considered a tease so much as just not interested. He hadn't had a real relationship since...elementary school. That even didn't count, that was just being good friends with the girl. He didn't want a girlfriend; nor a boyfriend. He didn't feel anything special in anybody.
Something about Sefron was different. She seemed to almost glow to Matthew. It's not that she was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen- she was up there however- but something about her just seemed to lure Matthew in.
Sefron shook her head, smiling again. "No, not a genious, just I hate school." She shrugged. "So instead of dropping out or failing my classes I just...learned it all quicker than they intended and got them to let me skip. Although, it does come a bit naturally. I don't study for tests. I don't pay attention half the time in class..." She bit her lip. "Okay, maybe by some standards I'm a bit of a genious..."
Matthew laughed, the girl couldn't decide.
"You're a genius. You skipped two grades! How could you not be? And to do that without studying, you're pretty awesome." He said, once again looking the girl up and down. Even though they were in the kitchen, the music still boomed in his ears and made it slightly hard to hear.
Sefron rolled her eyes, giggling softly. "No, not a genius." She bit her lip. "Do you want to go outside? Maybe it's quieter?" She didn't like how hot, loud, or crowded it was.
Matthew smiled, then nodded.
"Lead the way." He said, setting his drink and taking one look back at his friends. They were dancing and talking, enjoying themselves. Good. His friends needed to be more social.
Sefron nodded and led him out into the back yard. There was a couple making out on the porch, but they were mostly quiet and didn't mind the audience. She sighed. "So what about you? What grade are you in?"
Matthew stuffed his hands into his jeans, taking a quick glance at the couple making out. Not an uncommon sight at parties this big. He turned back to Sefron, and then said,
"I'm a junior, but I'm old for my age. I already have my driver's license and whatnot. My parents held me back in kindergarten, because they wanted to make sure I was ready for real school."
It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the absolute truth. In reality, he had been held back by the teacher because he did not do any work. Literally.
Sefron knew he wasn't telling the whole truth but left it. "Speaking of family...tell me about yours.
Well, that was forward. A bit odd, but Matthew didn't pay attention to it.
"Parents both work a lot, my mom's a secretary and my dad's a contractor. I'm no rich kid, but I can live." He said, looking at her.
Sefron nodded. "I'm, uh, a foster. No one really knows who my parents were. I was four when I was first taken in."
Matthew grimaced. Hard life, being a foster. He knew a couple of his friends were fosters. They were big in this town, for some reason. Maybe it was the education system. Matthew couldn't guess, and he tried not to think about it with a pretty girl in front of him.
"Ouch. Well, maybe it's a good thing." Matthew said, smiling a bit, and then taking another look at the couple in the lawnchair.
It suddenly dawned on Sefron that it was her friend the guy in the chaire was feeling up. She scowled. "Oh my god, seriously?!" She marched over and hit him upside the head. "Get the he.ll away from my friend you jerk!" She shouted. She could tell he was just going to end up breaking her heart.
"Sefron!" Her friend frowned at her. "Sef, that's not cool. You're supposed to keep me from getting drunk not chase off my boyfriends!" She looked at the boy. "Come on, let's take this elsewhere." She led him back inside the house, and Sefron grimaced.
Matthew chuckled under his breath. Sefron was...protective. Then again, every girl was.
"Can't blame a girl for trying," Matthew said, to Sefron, "But your friend enjoys her boyfriend. Shouldn't try to stop her."
Matthew wasn't one to give advice, but an over-protective friend isn't always the best thing for a fun-lover.
Sefron shook her head. "No, she takes breakups horribly. And I know for a fact he's almost always shuffling between two or three girlfriends." That was a little-known fact in school. "He's going to tear her up if she stays with him."
Matthew nodded, considering the facts. Folding his arms, he exhaled sharply before responding.
"People learn from their mistakes. She'll learn not to mess with guys like that if he breaks up with her." He stated factually, because he had learned the same thing when he was younger.
"Not Samantha." Sefron sighed deeply. "She doesn't learn. She wants a fast relationship and that always leads to guys like this. She wants it fast but real. I'm not sure such a thing even exists."