All the happy couples made her almost sick to her stomach. She watched one couple just be all over one another and when thy hugged, the boy would eye this other girl and make flirty gestures with his eyes. Love didn't exist in her eyes, but deep down she was afraid to fall in love.......well....maybe fear had a small part of her anti-love banner but she felt that being with someone, getting married and having kids were something that straight people do.

She leaned back into her seat, dipping her head back as she made rings with her smoke. She blocked out all the chatter in the room and started to try and remember something from her past. She often had dreams...these dreams were very livid and.....scary real....and it made her wonder if maybe these dreams were her subconscious trying to tell her that these were actually scenes from her past. With a frustrated growl, she leaned back forward in a more normal position and drowned the drink a blonde waitress got for her. She looked up, smiling some at the pretty young waitress who blushed like mad and quickly scurried away, trying to gather her thoughts and self before she made a fool out of herself.

So much love in this room....its sickening..... She mumbled and put out her cigarette with a huff and started to look around the room, feeling someone watching her and it started to get on her nerves.