Gideon

　　"Amelie, right? Would you care to dance?" I held out my hand and tried to keep a smile on my face as I waited for her to reply.

　　She looked up at me, confused and at a loss for words. I probably would be too. I had no idea what the hell I was doing. She smiled softly and, with a slight nod, took my hand. I heard her whisper, "sure."

　　I led her out to the dance floor still unsure of what I was doing or why. I just felt a pull toward her all day. ...