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Clarke looked at herself in the th of her closet door She had opted for a flowing, Grecian style indigo dress with a split up the right side It was sleeveless and er breasts than she actually did She had placed a silver clip in her hair to hold it back from her face She looked a lot like an old Hollywood star, ready to attend a red carpet event At least she looked the part even if she couldn't play it very well Though, she was sure as usual her beauty would drive her rabbed her clutch and walked out, locking the door She wanted to get it over with Vince looked taken aback by her rush as he struggled to keep up with her pace as she led the way towards her car They had coo separately, but Vince had pointed out that wouldn't look good So, they were taking her car Clarke knew that a white pickup wasn't going to get them very many points at the party

Vince was able to rush in front of her and open her door for her She looked at hi his nice jeans without any tears with a lilac shirt tucked in and a black suit jacket He actually looked pretty good "You clean up well," she coer seat He followed, co into the driver's seat She laughed as he adjusted the seat backward and down She had never had a man in her car before, so she didn't realize just how small a space she left on the driver's side

He took off towards the address she'd already plugged into the GPS, and they sat there in silence on the way there until he finally turned on the radio Now, instead of whistling, he was singing along to none other than "Sweet Child of Mine" by Guns N Roses His voice was surprisingly good, but she chose to ignore it and looked at the atching the aparte custo about networking while she was at the party, but her ainst her Hell, they probably remembered her frohter Perhaps she wasn't that unlike Elizabeth Bennett

Once there, she found herself feeling jittery and held onto Vince's hand even as they walked up to the dark blue door that led into the rooure the to embarrass her?