The Boyfriend Contract

Chapter Four

The Story of Us

        I was back home in New York and my parents were out of town. I was feeling a bit spontaneous and I decided to go to a club, it was the hottest one in town according to my high school best friend Kesha. She was a party girl, there wasn't one party she didn't miss, she went to college parties in high school and high school parties in middle school.

        The girl was wild. She texted me and said I needed to 'get my fat ass off the couch and on some guy instead'. Of course, I denied her invitation before thinking it over and calling her back to that I changed my mind. I wasn't fond of the nightlife in New York, so I thought I had nothing to wear, but that night I somehow managed to find the sexiest thing in my closet that may or may not show too much cleavage. An hour later I met up with Kesha, she was already drunk and hanging on a guy that looked 25 but 19 at the same time, his name was Angél.

        I didn't have a fake like Kesha, so I order myself a Shirley temple and sat at the bar watching underage college students drinking and grinding on each other, why did I come here again? I shook my head and sip my drink, thinking of finding Kesha and telling her I was going to go.

     "When God made you, he was playing favorites," A voice said beside me. I turned in my chair and there was Valentino. "Excuse me?"

"Wait hold on, I would never say that to a girl I just met."

     "What, it's funny and cheesy," Valentino and I were in the library trying to come up with the story of us. But he's making it extremely difficult when every five word he had something to say. Before this, I asked him questions about his hobbies, likes, and dislikes. He was a simple guy and for 24 year old he was quite boring.

"I am not a cheesy guy."

"Fine, what would you say if you approach me at the bar?"

"First off, I wouldn't be in a club, I am not the club type and my friends know that so they would immediately sense that something was off. And if I was supposed to approach I wouldn't need to say a pickup line. I would just say hi and smile and let my face do the rest of the work."

"So you think I would fall for that?"

He nods, "Why wouldn't you? It's the easiest and the most practical way to talk to a girl. People make it more difficult  than it is to talk to someone."

"Well guess what that's boring, I'll change the pickup line, how about this?"

     The guy next to me wouldn't stop staring-It was Valentino-at first I found it creepy but it became annoying. "Don't you know it's rude to stare? If I have something on my face it's better to tell  me, rather than gawk at me like it's your first time seeing someone black." I took another sip of my drink.

He chuckled before replying, "You know, they say that love is when you don't want to sleep because reality is better than your dreams. And after seeing you, I don't think I ever want to sleep again."

"Dalia, you got to stop with these pickup lines."

"What? That was a good one. If a guy said that to me I would like to know what he had to say."

"Well it's not me, change it again"

I groaned, "Fine"

A handsome guy walked up to the bar, it was Val, we made brief eye contact before he ordered his drink. "If you lived in a tribal society, what role would you play, Hunter, gatherer, shaman, chieftain?"

I turned and looked at him, "Sorry what?"

"If you lived in a tribal society, what role would you play, Hunter, gatherer, shaman, chieftain?" He repeated his question and sat on the stool next to me. The bartender placed a beer next to him.