Sophie:
"Mom, no, I can't come over. I already told you I'm going out with some friends tonight."
"Sophie Marie Miller, you are not going back out with that slut who broke your heart, are you?"
"If you're talking about Andrea then, no, Mom, I'm not going out with her. I'm going out with some friends from school. We're going out to eat and then we're going to a bar. Not a big thing, but, if you would like, I could stop by tomorrow for lunch or something."
"Alright sweetie, have a good time, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon. I love you."
"Ok. I love you too."
Gahh why does my mom always want to butt in my business? What does she care if I go back out with Andrea? Why would she even think I'd go back to her? Andrea and I were together were two years and on our two year anniversary I find out she's cheating on me, WITH A GUY!!! No way in hell am I going back to her. But what my mom doesn't know is that I've got my eyes on someone else. Andrea and I broke up a year ago and I've gone on a few dates, but mostly I just do the whole one-night-stand type stuff. I just don't think I'm ready to be committed yet.
Jennifer Shoemaker was in a couple of my classes. We hung out sometimes because we have a lot of mutual friends, but what no one knew, was that I had a crush on her. I knew she was a lesbian and I knew she was single, but she showed no interest in me, so I kept it on the down low. Not even my best friend, Ashley, knew about this crush.
Ah, well, better stop thinking about all of this cause I gotta get ready. First thing's first, shower. I grab a towel out of the cupboard in the bathroom and turn on the shower. Once I step in I instantly feel the scalding hot water and it soothes me. Time to lather up; I have no time to enjoy.
Once I get out of the shower, I wrap myself up in my towel and wiped the foggy mirror. I get a good look at myself in all my glory. I have long blonde hair with bangs to kill for. I'm 110 lbs. standing at 5'5''. I have good sized boobs with a C-cup and a flat stomach. My legs are shaped to perfection. And to top all this off my tan is indeed all natural. So, impressed with what I see, I start brushing my teeth and plugging in my hair dryer. After I'm done with my hair I walk out of the bathroom and over to my dresser. I picked out my black and pink zebra print thongs and matching bra. Then I walked over to my closet and picked out my hot pink tank top and my black spandex shorts. I hurried up and got dressed and slipped on my pink and black DC's. I sprayed some perfume on and grabbed my keys, phone and purse and left the house locking the door behind me. I jump in my hot pink on black Lamborghini, start the ignition, turn the heat on and plug in my iPod. I turn it to Pussy Monster by Lil' Wayne and crank it up. Pulling out of my driveway I head towards the bar I'm supposed to be meeting my friends at.
The bar is super crowded but I spot my friends all the way in the back. Walking over to the round booth that they are sitting at I instantly see Jennifer and my heart starts racing. Low and behold, the only seat left is right next to her. I sit down and am greeted with loud and boisterous comments. I look down and see that someone already ordered me whiskey and cranberry juice, my favorite drink. I take a sip and put it down and look towards Jennifer.