Tequila shots and him

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SIA’S POV As I looked into the green eyes, framing with long lashes coated with 3 layers of mascara I could see a different version of Alexia McQueen. The girl in the mirror was actually pretty beautiful. Long light brown hair let loose with big bouncy curls, the black velvet mini dress with sleeves and a daringly low neck line and the 4 inch heels Lisa literally forced me to wear, I liked the look. I hope I didn’t break my neck falling with these shoes. At around 8pm Taking a last look into the mirror to check for any red lipstick stain on my teeth, I took my vintage clutch from my table and knocked on the bathroom door, “Lisa, are you done yet?” “Yeah I’m almost done, just a minute.” As I was waiting for her I checked if I had everything I needed in the clutch. Money, cards, phone, lipstick……… condoms. Thanks, mom. Just as I was about to close the bag, my phone lights up. Unknown number. But I had a feeling the caller is not unknown. Scared that Maddox was calling I touched the red icon. God, that asshole was making me such a paranoid bimbo. The bathroom door opened, saving me from drowning in self pity, and Lisa came out wearing a beautiful dark blue sleeveless mini dress that might make every guy in Chicago drool. The built in pushup b*a giving her that lift she always complained about not having. “You look like a woman on a mission.” I said to her. “I hope so. I tried really hard to not look like Marida for once. It’s fun and all, but I can’t be a Disney princess forever.” She sighed and looked down at her chest. “ Do you thing the boobs are too much?” I laughed out loud at that. “ No, your boobs look like you are about to get some hot men fighting over you tonight. Now let’s go.” We locked the door to our room and got out of the dorm building. Just as we get on the pavement the SUV standing across the roads door opened and Eric came out of the car. He was looking really good in the dark blue shirt and black jeans and he was also looking at Lisa in a way that should be called border line harassment. Like he wanted to jump her then and there. I look back at Lisa. she wasn’t doing much better either. I cleared my throat to get their attention. They both looked at me startled. Lisa was visibly blushing and Eric was flushed too. I took pity at those two and decided to introduce them. “Eric this is my roommate, Lisa. And Lisa, this is Eric. We have history together.” Eric extended his hand to Lisa who hesitated a little before taking his hand. They looked like two preteen who touched anyone of opposite s*x for the first time. “Hi, I’m Eric. Nice to see you.” I rolled my eyes at that. Lisa could only utter a meek “I’m Lisa.” At this rate we might never go to the club. I cleared my throat again and they let go of their hand abruptly. Rubbing his head Eric said, “Happy birthday, Sia. This is for you.” He held out a package to me. “I hope you like it.” “You really shouldn’t have to. But thank you.” I took the package and opened it and inside was a book about Greek mythology. “OH MY GOD! I love it!” and I did. I loved these books. “I figured you like historical books and stuff, since you have the Mayan book.” He looked kinda cute trying to explain and all flustered. Apparently Lisa found her voice, “Yes, she is all over those books. She doesn’t look like it but she is a total nard.” I huffed, she was the same. But I didn’t say that out loud. “Alright guys, let’s go party.” And off we went. ‘Flame’ was about half an hour drive away in Douglas. We got out of the SUV and I looked at the building. Is looked like a huge warehouse, looking nothing like how I imagined a high class night club to be like. There is a long line at the entry of the building. Looks like the ‘Flame’ is really popular around here. Two girls and a guy tried to enter but they looked like they can’t be more than 17 or 18. But surprisingly the guard in front of the double doors didn’t even seem to check the IDs properly. As the bulky looking guy with a green Mohawk takes my ID to take a look he looked at me and winked and said “since it’s your birthday entry is on the house.” Sweet baby Jesus….. A birthday treat was really a good way to start the night. Now I knew why this place was so popular. They didn’t give s**t about ID and care for customer satisfaction. As we got inside loud music greeted us. People were dancing in the middle of the huge dance floor. Booths were surrounding the dance floor. At the middle of the far end wall was the DJ stage. In front of it was another sage for dancers and sometimes special performances, like live music and stuff. A staircase goes to the first floor to where I assume are the VIP areas. As soon as we get in, Lisa pulls us to the dance floor. The songs are trendy and most of them are my current favorites. We dance for about half an hour then decide to drink a little. The bar was pretty full so we took one of the booths. The booths could easily seat 8 to 10 people. Guess we were a bit early to get the booth. A waitress wearing the barest minimum came to take our order. We decided on celebratory tequila shots. Eric and Lisa were still behaving a little weird around each other. I scoot closer to Lisa, “So, what do you think about Eric?” I asked her. Her eyes went large for bit but she controls herself. “I don’t know. He is cute, I guess.” She tried to down play. “You guess?” I insisted. She sighed and said, “You know I’m not good with this kind of things, flirting or courting a guy. He is really hot, but what if he doesn’t like me?” The girl needed serious boosting. As if right on cue the waitress from before came with our drinks. We all took one small glass in hand and held it up. Eric shouts over the blasting music, “To the birthday girl and many more years ahead of her happy life.” We all took our shots. The liquid burned my throat as it got down making me scrunch me face. Why did I just did that? Eric laughed at mine and to my relief Lisa’s expense. But after a few moments I started to feel good. I could see Lisa was enjoying herself too as now she was talking to Eric with mumbling and those two started to let loose. After a few more shot I decided to let them speak a little and headed to the dance floor. That’s when I saw him.
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