A Girl In A Man's World

Drink, Drugs, Sex

I still couldn't move, but the feeling I had made me want to go insane.

Alessandro's face broke out into a smile before he placed a hand on Fiamma's shoulder. She couldn't stop giggling but then, his face got closer. So close.

And then he licked her neck.

What the actual fuck?

He pulled back with a grin on his face and Fiamma couldn't stop smiling. She was blushing like crazy and by the looks of it, Alessandro liked it. He picked up a wedge of lime in front of him and sucked on it.

"Victoria?"

I was pulled back in reality, and everything came into view again. I turned and saw Niccolò and Lorenzo by the bar, only a few feet away from Alessandro and Fiamma. They faced me and I realized I hadn't moved.

I quickly got my shit together in that second and walked over to them. "So we're doing shots?" I ask already knowing the answer.

"Hell fucking yes. I already told the bartender everything we want. We just have to wait now," Niccolò said.

After a few moments, nine shots were brought out on the counter in front of us, with a fancy looking saltshaker and a small plate with lime slices on it.

"Nine?" I question, my eyes widening.

"Three each," Lorenzo said.

"You know, just a little starter to begin the party." Niccolò said shrugging his shoulders.

I roll my eyes at him, not helping the laughter that followed. Apart from the Alessandro shit, this was going to be fun.

The music boomed in the background, and I took a deep breath in. "Okay, let's do this!"

I lift the saltshaker from the counter and lick the front of my hand before shaking the salt on top of the place I licked. Salt fell on my hand and stuck there, as the rest fell on the counter.

Picking up one of the small shot glasses with my other hand, I shut my eyes tightly for a second before throwing my head back to take the shot quicker. I squirm at the sourness and quickly bring my hand up to lick the salt off. I slam the glass on the counter and pick up one of the limes and suck on it. I sigh in relief knowing that it was over, "Okay who's next?"

The side of Niccolò lips tipped up, "My turn. But my hand kind of hurts, can I use your neck instead?"

Rolling my eyes Niccolò laughs as he shakes his head slowly, "Your loss Cherry." He looked around the crowed until he stopped. "Valentina! Vieni qui," He shouts.

[Translation: Come here.]

One of the girls stopped dancing and she turned around. A wide grin spread on her face, and she made her way over here. Her hair was dark brown, nearly like mine, and cascaded down her back. Her eyes were a deep brown, sweet and luminous.

"Ciao bello," Valentina says as she stands on her tip toes to kiss him on the cheek, leaving a red lip outline on his face. "Di cosa hai bisogno?"

[Translation: Hi handsome. What do you need?]

"Questa è la mia amica Victoria. From New York. From what I just saw, she doesn't know how to do a proper shot. So you can help me show her," Niccolò said to Valentina as he looked at me.

[Translation: This is my friend Victoria.]

Valentina now looked at me, "No problem. It's so nice to meet you."

"Thanks, you too," I say giving her a smile.

"Oh God but New York is so far away. How could you stay that long in a plane? I would simply die," She says laughing.