In the evening, I showered and got dressed again. I wore my leather skirt and a see-through fitted long-sleeve. It was showing a little bit of skin on my waist and stomach, it also shows my lacy bra. I put on my hoop earrings and put on make-up, to compliment my get-up for the night, I put on a power red lipstick to achieve that seductive look.
Martina fetch me. Stacey was just around Vine Street that’s why we rode together.
“And why are you sad?” I asked Martina after entering her car. “You’re honeybunch’s not around?”
I heard that she’s hooking up with this certain NPU guy. I think it was the guy she met at Bardot I just laugh and let her do what she wanted.
“Between Sam and me, who’s going to hooked-up first with some hot guy? H-m-m, who do you think Kierra?” I ask.
“Sam is charming and you’re seductive. Don’t involve me in your nonsense games Yanna.” Kierra said in an irritated manner.
Samantha is really charming. She looks elegant and she knows how to mingle with people, she’s the friendliest among us that is why she has a lot of friends.
I’m her opposite. My long hazel brown hair is a little wavy, I don’t want to cut it so I can easily bun it if I want to. My lips were plump. The reason why people find me seductive or whatever. My eyebrows were naturally fixed and my eyes were obviously brown because of my father.
When we arrived at Gold Diggers-located at Santa Monica Blvd., Los Angeles California. Gold Digger is home to both live music and DJ night. With the latter, expect dance sounds that are outside of the mainstream. Samantha greeted us. I immediately became competitive, especially that she’s challenging me. She ordered lots of liquor on our table. This is what I like about Sam, she would pay for everything. She won’t let her friends pay for the food and drinks, well! She’s rich, I mean her parents are rich so she wouldn’t mind spending a little amount of their richness. Her family is super-wealthy, they are prim and proper while Samantha’s the rebel.
When Stacey and I went to the dance floor a random guy dance with me. It was a good thing that Sam rented the place, I can see a lot of hot and handsome guys. Some faces are familiar but mostly they are not, they are all Sam’s acquaintances.
“What’s your name?” the guy asks, we were still dancing and his hands were on my waist.
“Ash,” I replied.
Rule number one. Never, ever say your real name when you’re hooking up with some random guys. They’ll easily find you when they get attached.
Well, I did not lie. My name’s Ashianna so ‘Ash’ is still my name. It’s just that no one calls me that.
“Just kiss me if you want to kiss me,” I said directly when I notice him looking at my lips.
He laughed for a moment before kissing me. I wrapped my arms around his neck. I let go of him when we're out of breath and return to our table without even saying goodbye. I took a shot of tequila when I arrive at the table. I didn’t like the guy already, he’s not a good kisser.
I drank tequila one after another. I think I drank a lot, so I sat on the sofa for a while, looking for my new prospect. I saw Martina at the right corner of the club, talking with a guy! It was the same guy she was talking to when we were in Station 1640! So Sam, knew the guy, huh?
“Where’s Alex, dude?”
I raised an eyebrow when two men stopped in front of me. I looked at the guy who just passed by but stops when he bumped his friend.
“He’s talking with someone.” The guy said while pointing in Martina’s direction.
“Fuck bro, he’s too flirt!” the other guy laughed.
The man I was staring at just laughed too. I bit my lower lip while still staring at him. He’s tall and I think he’s got the body that I want, too bad it was hidden in his grey long sleeve. He pushed back his soft-looking hair and raised a brow at the other guy. They were talking about something. He is now holding a shot of brandy.
I wasn't even embarrassed that I was staring at him. His lips looked so kissable. His smile, he looks kind to everyone but his jaw says the opposite. He looks rough with his jawline. His skin is naturally brown, he has a pointed nose. Bitch! He’s too hot!
He looked at me when he noticed I was staring at him, he’s brows furrowed a little before looking back at his friend. I still didn’t take my eyes off of him. I just fix my seat and crossed my legs while holding my shot glass. Damn! Anytime my underwear would fell off, he’s not even talking to me. I took a straight shot of tequila and put salt on my tongue to get rid of the strong taste.
I hope he’s not taken, shit!
I pour another shot, still staring at him. He looked back at me again. This time it was longer. He surveyed me from my face down to my body, then he looked away and bit his lower lip. His friend whispered something and he just nodded his head.
I’ll get you! Hell!
I stood up for a moment when they disappeared from my sight. I flirting while dancing with some random guy but my mind can’t forget the hot guy earlier. I tried to find him but he was nowhere to be found.
When I sat on the couch, Martina was already problematic. I was shocked when I found out she kissed someone, so that explains why she looks constipated. My friend doesn’t just kiss someone. I was distracted when I saw Stefan, so he’s here. I stood up to chase him.
Why wouldn’t I? He borrowed my phone’s charger last night and he was unable to return it because we went home early!
“Excuse me, excuse.” I didn't care who I bumped into.I kept walking quickly. My eyes widened when someone pulled my arms. I almost tripped over a shard of glass. “Be careful,” he said quietly. When he let go of my arm, I was able to look at him closely. It was as if my panties had completely fallen off when I saw the man I had been looking for, up close. I could not speak immediately due to panic. I could smell his manly scent. He smells so good, how come? His perfume is obviously expensive. “Shit! Dude, some girl kissed me.” I looked at the man who approached him. Oh! The man Martina was talking to! Wait, their friends?! He never looked at me again so if I talked to him I may look like an attention seeker kind of girl while he's talking to his friend. I also forgot about Stefan so I just went back to our table to drink. "Well, you're still around?"Sam said when she saw me on the couch. “I thought you’re with someon
Ashianna "I have to return home." Out of surprise, I told him that! I took a step back after the chased kiss. I know I shouldn't back down in situations like these, but I was mindful of how unclean I felt, especially because I was still wearing the same clothes and had just left the club! "I'll drive you home." He stood out of his chair and walked over to the side table to collect his car key. I also fix my things without saying anything. If I were simply very clean right now, like not wearing the same clothes and having already bathed. Oh, my goodness! This is extremely irritating! Why must we meet in this way? If we have to meet again, I'll make sure I'm not drunk and that I'm comfortable with how I appear and what I'm wearing. He walked in through a black door. I peeked in and noticed he had a modest walk-in closet. I snorted and averted my gaze. I can see he's a very affluent man. "Do you feel comple
I was awakened by a number of phone calls from Sam! I picked up my phone, irritated, but the call was disconnected. I went back and read our private chat since they were discussing something. It's me, it's me! They've been searching for me since the wee hours of the morning! Kierra: Martina was driven home by Kalix. That's excellent. Yanna is nowhere to be seen. Sam: I'm not sure, but I think she's having sex with that Stanford dude. Via: Bitch? Which one is it? Sam: You guys should go. I'll start searching for her. If she isn't here in five minutes, then she may be doing something else. I continued scrolling and noticed Sam was worried since I wasn't there. I chatted with them so they wouldn't be upset. Yanna: I just woke up, but don't worry, I'm already in the dorm. I'm all right. You should be more concerned with my tits and pussy. Last night, I didn't get laid. It was irritating! After I talked with them, Samantha p
When we arrived at a two-story house in Fremont, it was already late. Outside, the music was not that loud, but after we entered, the sound was really loud inside the living room. Everyone has been greeted by Sam. It was a home full of university students, all of them had red cups in their hands. Others are dancing, drinking, conversing, and playing beer pong. The place was not overly packed because the home was vast. I looked around the living area, but there was no sign of Percival. That's where I spotted him when Sam took me to the kitchen. He was leaning on the kitchen counter, a red cup in his hand. He was grinning as he listened to his friend—the one Martina had mentioned before. There were a total of five of them. Two ladies and three males were present. When the woman encircled her arms on his arm, he moved and got his attention. The woman murmured something to him and he nodded, still smiling. “Sam!” the woman Percival was talking to turned around wh
“Excuse me, excuse.” I didn't care who I bumped into.I kept walking quickly.My eyes widened when someone pulled my arms. I almost tripped over a shard of glass.“Be careful,” he said quietly.When he let go of my arm, I was able to look at him closely. It was as if my panties had completely fallen off when I saw the man I had been looking for, up close. I could not speak immediately due to panic. I could smell his manly scent. He smells so good, how come? His perfume is obviously expensive.“Shit! Dude, some girl kissed me.” I looked at the man who approached him.Oh! The man Martina was talking to! Wait, their friends?!He never looked at me again so if I talked to him I may look like an attention seeker kind of girl while he's talking to his friend. I also forgot about Stefan so I just went back to our table to drink."Well, you're still around?"Sam said when she saw me on the couch.
"He's a creep! A handsome creep"I'm not sure how I'd feel because he didn't respond to my chat. He didn't say how he found out my info, but I'm guessing Samantha informed him or he's just a creep! As a response, I stalked him as well.When I do a google for his name on Instagram, I get a lot of results! I had no idea what his entire name was, so I asked Samantha.To: BestieAdmit it you sold my name to Percival.She replied immediately even though it was already late.From: BestieKind of.I want to strangle Samantha’s neck. I was to type a reply when she chatted to me again.From: BestieYou’re looking for his Instagram account, huh? Hmmm.I grimaced and replied to her.To: BestieYes, so give it to me because I have your family.From: BestieYou can have my family, LOL!From: BestieAnd, it’s Percival Archer Revamonte. You’re welcome bitch
I returned to the city in the afternoon because I had a class on Monday. I was bored listening to my old professor talk about some historical things, but luckily my attractive block mate was sitting next to me, so I simply glanced at him and flirted a bit. We used to have flings, then he moved on and got himself a girlfriend. They split up last month, and he is now single. I looked away when he looked back at me. I pretended to be listening to our professor's discussion, "Ahh, so that's why." I said nodding my head, acting like I was listening, I looked like shit. I was even taking down notes using my black ball pen so he would believe I was listening. I was stopped when he held my hand to stop me from writing. I looked up at him. "You're not taking notes, you're doodling," he said softly to me, the professor might scold us for making noise "I love art," I smirked and looked in front. "You bored already?" I looked back at him and shamelessly l
"Don't tell me you have your own key now!" I said while putting on eyeliner.She sat on my bed, "No, the door is wide open." "You don't seem to be prepared," she said sarcastically. "Do you think you'll get laid tonight? Am I right!?"Ignoring what she said, "What should I wear?" I asked."If you're only going to take it off, don't wear anything." She flashed a sly grin."Come on, tell me! You're so dumb Sam!" I barely said."Before you do it, put on a wedding ring and get married!" She even clasped her hands together as though praying. "It's a sin!" she exclaims."Bitch!" I stated while I searched the cabinet for certain clothes.I chose a pair of high-waisted denim shorts and a red backless blouse that I knotted over my neck. I put on my leather high heels and light make-up. Sam was dressed in tattered pants and a black tube. It's just a simple outfit.Samantha drove us there because she had brought her ca