It's called "Stalking".............."friend"

So sad.

So I go out dancing last night at one of my old favorite clubs, and in comes two of my old friends, and my quote/unquote wife. Let's refer to her as, "friend", since she likes to use that word a lot.

So they come in, they stopped by to say "hi", and she stopped by with a quick look and "hi". I just responded back and went back to what I came there to do....dance and have fun, and I did. Within minutes I'm approached by this "friend", while waiting for the next song, and I get, "are you ok?, How come you're not returning my calls?". To which I reply, "I'm here to dance, not to talk about stuff between you and I", and she left. Good? Naw it's not over yet.

I continued dancing up until the blues dancing class started, which is held upstairs on another dance floor. It's a different style of dancing not far off from east coast swing, but it's danced in real close. While I'm up there taking the lesson, my "friend", popped in 3-4 times to see what was going on, checking in on me. I saw her standing at the door, just watching everything I did.

I stayed up there for a little bit while working with one of the instructors on the basics, then went back down. That's when I get the barrage of probing questions from the friends that brought my "friend". I knew well what was going on, and only offered up enough info that I thought was enough. It was going to get reported back to her anyway. I then stepped outside because I was text messaging an old friend. He was thinking about coming to hang out, and one of the friends comes out, so I started talking with her. Again, more "so, what have you been up to", type questioning.

I go back inside and the "friend" asks me to dance. I knew the song that they were playing, and it wasn't one of my favorites, so I told her lets wait for the next one. I grabbed my water bottle to fill it up, got some water, and returned back to the floor, not far from her. I then get tapped on the shoulder from her, and she says, "You know what? Forget it." I said, "That's fine".

I had every intention of actually dancing with her at the next song, but instead she chose to act that way, so immature. Her loss. I stuck around for two more songs then headed home.