Grace POV
“f**k! I’ m 21 and I’ve never been in a club!” I’ve muttered looking at myself in a mirror.
“What?” My roommate screamed half drunk from another room.
“Nothing, nothing!” I’ve replied. Shona was literally the sister I’ve never had. We’ve met on the first day of college and quite soon we’ve become close. Due to my previous “friendship” experiences, I was a bit skeptical at the beginning but I’ve realized that she was quite honest and I could count on her.
I went to a colleague near my hometown from the time I was a toddler. My parents weren’t thrilled with the idea of me moving so far away from them but in the end, they’ve decided to move back there as well. My father was an architect, my mother a writer and they were both martial art instructors so they could work anywhere.
It took me a while, but I’ve finally decided to live my life full time. I was tired of always being scared of mean and f****d up people. I’ve realized that I definitely wasn’t a problem - I was smart, communicative, getting along with most of the people. I definitely didn't have a filter - I’ve always said what was on mind; sometimes it annoys people, but I appreciate honesty and act accordingly.
The biggest realization I’ve had since arriving on campus was the fact that I wasn’t ugly, fat or any of the crap those bitches in the high school made me believe. I wasn’t too high, just 5’ 5 but I've had boobs and ass and the rest of my body was trim since I was training martial arts, hiking, running etc. from quite a young age. I’ve had long, blond hair and I was curly - in the age when a hair iron was a girl’s best friend, my hair was quite a rarity. Like I have said, I was curvy as well. I was quite aware that there were women in this world willing to pay surgeons to have body similar to mine, but there were times when whished I was more "flat". Don't get me wrong, I wasn't obese, I had curves; I would like to say all in the wright places. But as a young woman who has never had close friends, I would appreciate that there were man who would notice my personality and not my bra size.
hat I liked the most about myself were my eyes, they were pale blue and I could swear, sometimes they almost shun.
I was still looking at myself in the mirror when Shona showed up with two tequila shots:
“Warm up!” she screamed into my ear.
“I think I need another one!” I’ve said.
“Will you change to a dress and heels if I bring another round?” she asked with raised eyebrow.
“Of course I won’t! Going out is far away from my comfort zone as it is. You’ll have to deal with Chucks, jeans and a tank top.”
“Yeah, yeah, you’ll mesmerize all the men anyway, we don’t want to start a brawl with revealing some of the legs.”
I started to laugh and we headed out of the apartment. Our destination was this bar called Dungeon, Shona said I would love it and I’ve believed it. It was just ten minutes away from our apartment (if I haven't mentioned, we’ve been roommates for the last two years) so we’ve decided to walk.