Daisy was twenty-five-year-old woman working in a police station. Coy and quiet, Daisy didn’t go to a parties often. But that time she had to go, it was birthday her best friend Harry. Full of happiness, she thought that it would be a good time for a new familiarity.
At next Friday she wore her best ivory dress, took a gift which was bought a few days earlier and went for a party. She hoped that everything would be excellent. But not at that time… When she went to Harry’s home, she saw dancing people. The man who was dancing in the corner of dining room was Greg. “O my Gad,” she whispered. She was fell in love head over heels with him but he didn’t know about it. She gave a gift Harry and went to drink but earlier she had decide she wouldn’t pay attention at Greg. But it wasn’t so easy. When Greg approached to her, she scared and pour out a glass of black currant juice on her ivory dress and his gray shirt. She was downcast and frustrated. But it wasn’t the end! She run to a bathroom upstairs and when she came back, she bumped into Greg. They fell down stairs and consequently she broke her leg.
It was the worst happening in her live! She started cry, weep and shout, people looked at her and significantly smiled. Despite faux pas, Greg made a date with her.