Hayley's POV
"You know I care about you." Dana said while I continued grading homework. "Don't act like you are too busy to hear me, you are grading toddler's homework, not college essays. I'm sure you can multitask."
Putting the pen down with a sigh, I looked up at my friend- it still feels weird to say think of her as that. "How can I help you Dana?"
"By giving me some attention! How about that?" She stood up from my barstool and went to the sofa instead as I watched her from my spot.
"Well you have it right now. So what is it?" I looked at the filipino girl expectantly who patted the seat besides her. Relenting I went and took the seat.
"Perfect. As I was saying-you know I care about you and that's why I want us to go out tonight-"
"Dana I don't think-" she shushed me by putting a finger against my lips.
"It's not up for discussion. Your way of dealing with your heartbreak these past two months has been by drowning yourself with work or anything that might keep you busy-which is not really healthy. So now is time for you to go out there and have some fun."
I rolled my eyes and moved her finger off, "I'm not ready to date again, nor do I want to."
God knows I'm not over Morgan at all.
Speaking of-I haven't spoke with her ever since the day we broke up. I admit there has been times where I wanted to call her, apologize and ask her to get back together. Luckily I restrained myself from doing so. However the main reason why I really haven't called is because I would look stupid. I dumped her so I have no right to be calling her. I would just be looking like an idiot.
It's better this way.
"Listen, I'm not saying that you have to date or marry anyone that you meet tonight. Just that kissing a girl or two could do you some good as the first step for you to move on." Dana put her hands on my shoulders as she oh so carefully explained.
"Kissing strangers is going to help me move on?" I asked sarcastically.
"It does help more than you could imagine-at least at first, like right now for you."
"Did you do it?"
Dana sighed and laid her head on my lap, "I did. My last boyfriend before Andy left me a real mess, I partied and kissed strangers after I was done with the sulking and crying."
"I'm still not sure Dana." I poked her nose making her do a funny face.
"Come on, I'll tell Monique and it can be a girl's night out. We can even check out that new gay bar downtown."
"You? In a gay bar?"
"Yeah! Why not?" She raised a brow as she sat up with her arms crossed.
"No reason." I couldn't contain my laughter at her glare.
Dana groaned, "Doesn't matter. We gotta go out tonight, trust me it'll be fun."
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"This is not fun." I stood in the middle of the club with my two friends by my side.
Monique chuckled while I saw Dana roll her eyes. "Don't be a party pooper, we just arrived-we haven't even had a drink."
"She's right, we should definitely go get one." Monique commented before walking away to the bar.
"See? Let's go." Dana pulled me by the arm towards the bar-following behind Monique. "Hey!" She called out to the bartender who was shamelessly shaking her out.
