CHAPTER THREE

The week is passing by quickly, with Clara's frequent date nights and the persistent feeling of being watched that I can't shake off. So, this Friday night, I'm deciding to break my club virginity. Originally, I planned to do it with Clara, but she's off on another date as usual. It might suck going to the club alone for my first time, but it could also be an opportunity to make new friends.

I start getting dressed at 7 pm, beginning with makeup and moving on to my hair, finishing it all off with the perfect outfit. I almost cry when I look in the mirror because who is this sexy goddess? My black smoky eyeshadow complements my black strapless dress perfectly, and you know what they say about black? You can never go wrong with it. I finish the look with red heels. By the time I'm done, it's about 11 pm, and I'm more than ready to have the time of my life tonight.

It takes me about 30 minutes to locate the club because, for some reason, it's located in a hidden place. On a normal day, it blends so well with the other offices located there too. But it's said to be the best club and even has a rating of 4.5, quite impressive, right?

I enter the club arena after showing the bouncer my ID, and oh heavens, the sound is deafening. I can't even hear my thoughts. It makes me wonder why people do this often. I make my way to the bar, feeling off already but reminding myself that I came to have fun and potentially make new friends. I order a martini and slowly sip it as I scan the area, so engrossed that I don't see this guy creeping up on me.

"Hello, beautiful," he says with a cool smile, attempting to appear charming but only coming across as creepy. I instantly reject him in my head.

"Hi," I reply as nonchalantly as possible, hoping he gets the message.

“You know, a sexy girl like you is not supposed to be in a club all by herself. Join me, and I would make your night memorable." I put in extra effort to keep my facial features composed in the face of this audacious moron. Who does he think he is?

“So kind of you to ask nicely, but I think I would pass,” I respond, letting my words ooze with sarcasm.

"Oh, come on, don't be a spoilt sport," he insists, getting uncomfortably close, and at this point, I start to panic internally. I don't want my first time to suck.

"Hey, didn't you hear the lady? She said she would pass, you dumb fuck," I begin to say when I notice a small person standing up for me with an unexpected boldness.

“It is none of your business, you bitch,” he retorts, looking at her coolly.

“Oh, I am a bitch alright, but you also know what I am? A karate black belt holder, so I suggest you leave her alone before it’s too late,” she fires back fiercely. I don’t know if she's bluffing, but I hope for our sake she's telling the truth.

“Okay, now listen, you cunt…” He doesn’t get to finish his sentence because the bouncer arrives just in time.

“Do we have a problem here, ladies? Is this man bothering you guys?” The bouncer asks, addressing the man directly.

“As a matter of fact, yes. My friend and I just want to have a nice evening to cool off stress, but this man would not let us be,” the tiny lady responds.

"I am sorry about that. I promise you that for the rest of the night, you won't be bothered by him or anyone else. Sir, if you would kindly follow me," the bouncer instructs, leading the troublemaker away.

“Wow, it feels good to stand up for someone; I hope that idiot didn't scare you too much,” the tiny lady says, showing genuine concern. The way she scrunches up her nose makes her look cute, with long lashes that would make many jealous and a pixie cut that only she can pull off.

“It’s alright, I am fine. Thank you for sticking up for me tonight,” I express my gratitude.

She waves it off. "It was nothing. By the way, my name is Alessia. What is yours?" Her name is just as pretty as she is, which feels entirely unfair.

“Lucia,” I say when what I really want to say is, "You are so pretty, can I have your babies?". I'm not gay, I promise, but Alessia is just so adorable with her round face, button nose, and grey eyes.

“Okay, Lucia, I am guessing you didn’t come here with anybody. Care to join me?” Absolutely.

“Sure, honestly, I just want to have fun tonight, and between the both of us, this is my first time in a club, so I really feel out of place.” Also, I don't know if you are old enough to be drinking on your own unsupervised.

"It's a good thing you're looking to have fun tonight because you, my dear, are in for a good time tonight. But first, alcohol—let’s face it, there's no fun in clubs without alcohol." At this exact moment, I've never been so happy to have met someone as I am right now, even though she looks too young; she might get us kicked out.