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I was at some kind of banquet with my best friend. The banquet was being held for someone who had launched their clothing brand or some shit. The clothes were really nice but I didn't know them so I wasn't really worried about it. I was more focused on all the hot ass dudes that were there.

"Nicholas!" My friend screamed, running up to a tall indigo haired Korean boy, "I'm so proud of you!!" He nodded and said, "Thank you!" Then he turned and looked at me. "Who's you're friend?" He asked still looking at me. "Oh that's Christa. Christa this is Nick." I nodded and said , "Hi." I looked behind him and to my surprise is even more fine ass men so I went into the crowd and yelled, "I'll see you tomorrow! Love you guys!"

I walked up to this boy who had platinum blonde locs going down his back. He had nose piercings on both sides and one septum piercing. "I like your tattoos." I said smirking at him. He looked down at me and said, "I like yours too love." I cheesed at him and he chuckled. "How far down does your back tattoo go?" He asked playing with his tongue piercing. "I'm not sure. Why don't you set up a time where you can come find out?" I said sipping my drink. He handed me his number on a napkin and said, "If you want anymore tattoos you should let me do them." And walked away. I got excited and thought, "Bitch you're good at this!"

I went to sit down and I noticed this this boy with two long braids staring at me over his glasses. He was Korean and his hair was almost white. His glasses were round like Harry Potter glasses and they were silver. He was so cute and I guess he didn't think I saw him. So I got up and walked over to him. He fidgeted around feeling nervous cause he was staring. You know what I did? I sat on his lap and said, "Hi. I really like your glasses." He blushed so hard and said, "Oh- umm thank you?" I pat his head and said, "Can I see them?" He hesitated at first but he took them off anyway.

He had the prettiest brown eyes. "You're very pretty, you know that?" I said to him while trying on his glasses. "You are too." He said looking up at me. I noticed some tattoos on his arms and immediately asked, "What do you do on your spare time?" He said, "Nothing really.. do you wanna come hang out with me? Not all the time, but y'know when you aren't busy and stuff." And handed me his number on a napkin. I got up and gently put his glasses back on his face and said, "Since you asked nicely, yeah I can." I walked away feeling so powerful.

My friend was talking to this purple haired girl and she looked at me and mouthed the words "Oh my god." And I smiled at her waving the two napkins I had at her. I noticed this other guy who had half purple hair and half lavender hair. He had beauty marks on his face and his some on his chest. He had an Egyptian hieroglyphic tattoo on his arm and he was about my color. Before I could move he walked over to me. "What does you tattoo on your back say?" He asked looking me up and down. "It says 'I love you to the moon and back.' It's a matching tattoo with my sister." I said eyeing him down. "Okay what about the one on the back of your thigh?" He asked looking at my lower half. "It says 1 of 3. It's another matching tattoo." I said giggling a little.

"So let me guess.. you have chandelier tattoo on you rib cage right?" He asked raising his eyebrow. I scoffed and said, "No it actually says 'Cry Baby Thug' in cursive." He said, "Really? I'm more of a visual learner so you'd have to show it to me." I said, "I am too. I noticed you have beauty marks on your face and chest. Do those go down any further?" He hands me his phone and says, "Come see me sometime and find out." Of course I put my number in his phone and skipped away feeling like nothing could stop me.

After a while of going through guys and getting peoples numbers I was bored as fuck. But I did get some people to keep me entertained when I felt bored or lonely. I felt like I was in control of something for once. I felt like my true self or some shit. I don't fucking know maybe the liquor had got to me or some shit.

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