Aria: Scales of Love
Jude was a perfect gentleman, holding my hand, getting me punch, and dancing with me even when the fast songs came on.
We were taking a break on a balcony, getting some air, when she appeared. Lola. She was dressed in a skin-tight, sparkly red dress that was far too small for her, her hair teased into a gravity-defying up-do. She was clinging to the arm of some poor, unsuspecting guy from another school, but her eyes were fixed on me.
"Well, well, well," she said, her voice dripping with saccharine poison as she sauntered over. "If it isn't Shrek and Fiona. Did you two get lost on your way to the swamp?"
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