Madeline Moorne: the perfect little rich kid....
The music changed tempo. They didn;t change their style of dance though. They just kept slow dancing. It felt nice. It wasn't what people today did, but it was better. Dancing like this you could hold someone in your arms and smile down at them, like Armand was doing. Madeline smiled. He pulled her in close. She smiled even more. Nothing could bring this down. Well, almost nothing. The one thing that could was off somewhere else. She didn't bother to look though. She glanced over at Ronnie, who was dancing with Hunter. She never had actually talked to Hunter. She probably should; he was Armand's best friend. Thinking of Hunter made her think of other things. "Okay. I have one other question. You don't have to answer if you don't want to." Madi was going to ask him about the changing thing. Veronica had brought it up and now she was curious if he was or not.
....that can't get enough of her nicotine