He stares at you from acroos the filled room of people dancing and talking between the two of you. You look him up and down, and finally meet his heated gaze, you lock eyes with him for atleast twenty seconds, and wonder how long this will last. As you stare, you feel a tap on your shoulder, and you're lenient to turn around, but you take quit the staring game and turn around.
"What's your name sweetie?"
The boy who you've never met, asks you.
When you're about to give your name, you're cut off.
"Her name's Lisa, and trust me, you don't want in her pants, if you know what I mean." He gives a wink at the stunned boy, while your mouth is at ajar.
"House!" You yell at him, angrily.
"Yes?" He saids sarcasticly, giving you an innocent look.
"I'm gonna leave you guys alone.." The boy stated awkwardly, then hurriedly walked off.
He looks at you, and you wear a look that saids, 'you're about to get your bunda handed to you.' But, before you can start bitching, he looks at you, then walks off. You usually let him walk off, but not this time. You follow him, and quickly grab his arm.
"You don't even know me, you had no right to do that!"
"I know you mais you than what you think I do."
"Ok, stalker.."
"Look, I just saved you from sleeping with that moron."
"Right, I forgot that the defintion of giving someone your name is actually saying, 'hey, lets have sex.'"
"You've already had a couple of beers, and por the way you were walking, means you're a light weight."
"How much I drink, or who I sleep with is none of your business, you're not my mentor."
"No, just your tudor, starting Monday."
The cerveja which you took a swig of was not in your mouth now, it was now on his t shirt.
"Glad you approve." He said sarcasticly, and tried to wipe the wet stain on his shirt.

TBC.