Her shades of Hues

Prologue

Felicity's pov.

"Girl you drank a lot." said by Anastasia. We're in a club, just another happy party after the exams— well, I almost party every night? It's like a vitamins but thankfully I was never been an alcoholic.

"Well, no class tomorrow. At least let me enjoy." I said and stood up. I look at my friends as I pointed at the door of the club. "Or should we just go to a pub?" I asked and smiled.

"I like that." Jemina said like she's happy about my suggestion.

Jemina is our recently joined person in our clique. She's just second year, in biology major while I and most of us are in our fourth year, a graduating of course.

And I'm happy she joined because why not? She's young and we didn't force her to join us. And I really like being an older sister because I had no chance to feel that way in our home and in other places. Many people thinks that our clique is just like mean girls but it isn't- I mean, I am mean but not exaggerated.

"Should I call you sister?" Jemina said as she snaked her arms around my waist.

I look at her with a bit of disgust, I mean I would like that but I just known her recently.

"Well... no. I don't want too." I said and took her arms off me.

"Why? I really think that we both have much in common."  She said and smiled sweetly.

"Fine." I said and rolled my eyes.

We walked side by side and talked about things until we reached the nearest pub.

"So you have a boyfriend, right?" She asked. Jemina still asking me a lot of things, she really did sat beside me and her hands still lands at my shoulder like she doesn't want me to escape her.

"No, I don't have. Chad is courting me and I haven't said yes to be in relationship with him."

"Oh right, you usually don't keep boyfriends." She said and laugh.

"Who told you that? I keep boyfriend."

"Really? How many ex-boyfriend do you had then? I saw a lot of pictures from before with every other man and I don't really know who became your boyfriend." She said and clasp her hands, finally letting go of my smashed arm.

"I had five ex-boyfriend and seven flings? Why do people think that every guy that tags me in facebook just because I have pictures with them, I had a relationship with?" I jokingly said and laugh.

"Really? Then do you sleep with every boyfriend you had or do you sleep with even man you had flings with? Do you do one night stand?" She continuously asked.

I want my forehead to creased but stopped my self for that reaction.

"Why are you asking for my sex life? It feels weird? Are you a journalist or a wannabe?" I jokingly said. I mean, I feel like she is. I don't joke much, most of my words are rude comments disguised as jokes.

Her face becomes stiff like she was caught.

I laughed. "Well, I don't mind answering your question as long as it doesn't take much of my time. Well for first, if I really like the guy, I would boyfriend him and if he wants to sleep with me, it's okay. For flings, I don't sleep with them unless my body wants it... and for your last question, I'm making exceptions, if I was hooked with a guy's appearance and body's formation? why not? it's not like I'll lost something." I said and flipped my hair.

She's really fishing for an information.

"You really are something no surprise everyone wants you." She said and smiled pitifully.