My phone buzzed, and it was Tony my bestie calling, "Amie, I have a function to attend, and I will be the master of ceremonies. I would love for you to go with me if you don't mind." Tony politely requested.
In my heart of hearts, I knew I wasn't going to make myself available since I wasn't a party freak, so I just chuckled as I replied to him, "I hope I can make it."
Three weeks passed, and Tony never stopped reminding me of the date of this special event and how memorable he'd make it for me.
"Amie, the dress code is royal blue and gold. I trust you to make a sweet dress for yourself. I'll come to pick you up on Saturday at 10 a.m." Tony wasn't going to back down; that was when it dawned on me to make myself a dress, as I knew Tony so well; he doesn't take a no for an answer.
The day arrived for the event, and so he came as promised with his ride to pick me up. "You look stunning," he complimented my outfit, which made me blush.
As soon as we arrived at the venue, it felt like all eyes were on me because Tony and I locked hands like a couple as we walked into the hall. When I realized it was his high school reunion party, it seemed as though he was the life of the party because as we walked in, the whole audience began to cheer him on, calling him by his nickname.
He was such a perfect gentleman, as he gave me a seat just a few steps away from where he was, which made other ladies fix their gazes on me, wanting to know who I was to him.
Tony walked graciously to the podium, being the Master of Ceremony, and began to do his thing so effortlessly. He began the event with a funny gesture, leaving smiles on the faces of his friends and all in the audience. It was obvious that he was the heart of the party, and he brought good energy to the event, ensuring everyone in the audience was having fun and not feeling bored or left out.
I too started to get more comfortable at the party, so I willingly offered to dance with him to show him how much I was having a good time. "Shall we?" I asked as we held hands together, ready to dance.
Our slow salsa dance in the middle of the hall became the centre of attention, and that was the very heart of the party as many people brought out their phones to capture the moment, cheering, "You both look good together, oh wow." We could both tell that they were getting entertained by our dance steps; it was as though we had planned to add more spice to the party.
While we were dancing, he kept whispering, "You are so beautiful." I buried my face in his shoulder and smiled sheepishly, and then I knew I had been missing out on so many parties I never attended, as that gathering was one of its kind.
"I hope you're having a swell time?" Tony asked once again. He could tell from my smile that I was having a good time, but I responded immediately to convince him I was. "Yeah, sure... Who would have thought that I'd be having a great time and even offer to dance?" We both smiled.
After some hours, we ate our fill, took pictures, and introduced myself to a few of his friends as his most valuable person, and then we drove out of the venue at about 6 p.m.
Tony ensured I had the best and most memorable day ever, which I still reminisce about to this day, and I am sure if he invites me to another party, without a second thought, I will attend because of how memorable this one was.