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Enjoying whatever they had to drink, she looked around to see if anyone interesting was inside of the room. However, she prefered to be alone as the others would probably annoy her. She took another cup inside of her hand and a rag she found into the other. As the music that was currently one wasn't to her taste, she decided to wipe away the drinks other people had spilled upon the table and the dirt that was left on it before the party even began. She hated how the people that organised it, didn't even take the effort to clean the place up for the party. 

When she decided that the table looked like how she wanted it to look, she put away the rag, drank her cup empty and took another one. The music started to change into something she liked better then before and in an elegant way she started dancing to the music with her eyes closed in the middle of the dancing floor. She was happy whenever she could do something active, when she could move. Dancing like this to music she liked was like heaven for her.

Her dress went up a bit in a turn and suddenly she felt someones hand upon her hip, she didn't like to be touched and the thing was that the hand was far too low to her opinion. She stopped dancing, stood still and slowly opened her eyes with a fierce look in her eyes. Her head wasn't yet turned to the guy who did it and her mouth was carefull at forming the words: "What... do... you... think... you are...doing?" she whispered in a confident and angry voice. 

Her head turned to the guy and her hand slapped him right in his face. He obviously was startled as Aubree was stronger then she looked. "Don't... do... that... ever... again!" she said as she moved her head away from the guy.