True Love Comes From More Than Just The Heart [Vic Fuentes]

I Don't Wanna Dance

Jody's POV

One of my worst habits is nail biting. I'm so ashamed of that part about me, but all the time when I'm nervous my fingers automatically move over to my mouth and I begin to bite them. The nails, not the fingers. I tried to stop it so many times, but I can't. It's probably because I'm a really shy person. I hate talking to people I don't know for a long time. Honestly, I don't really know why it's like that. But I just accepted that part of me. I tried to change it many times, though. Don't judge me, but when I'm around my friends then I can be the loudest person. But when there are strangers around, I'm the quiest shit ever. Sometimes it can be really annoying and then it's getting on my nerves. What I also hate is, that I'm a person who blushes so easily. Just someone looking weird at me on the street or so and I'm red like a tomato. Or a strawberry. Let's say strawberry, I prefer strawberries. But I don't know why I blush so easily. Maybe it's because of my shyness, so it's emberassing for me and I'm like "holy shit, what is he/she doing?!" and I burn red like a tomato. I accepted that, too. My best friend kind of helped me about accepting myself. Because there are many other things that I had to accept about myself, my family and my past. She's my only best friend and knows everything about me. She's called Cassie and we're friends since we're 18. She's always been there for me, which I'm so fucking thankful for.

I jumped a bit when my phone rang next to me. I turned my head, grapped my phone and looked at the caller. It was Cassie, so I picked up. 

"Hi Cassie" I greeted her. 

"Hey Jody! What are you doing tonight?" she asked happily, like she just heard the best news of her whole life. 

"Uh, actually nothing. I wanted to watch some mo-" 

"No, you're not! You're coming with me to a club." 

"Nah, I don't like clubs." Cassie loved parties and clubs and I hated them so much. I just don't like being surrounded by so many people getting drunk and doing something that they'll regret when they wake up in the morning with an awkward stranger to their side. 

"Don't try it. You're coming. I'm picking you up at 7pm and wear something hot. Band shirts aren't allowed!" With that she hung up and the line went dead. I rolled my eyes and put my phone next to me, after I checked the time. It was already 6. Maybe I should make myself ready. I really didn't feel like going to a club with Cassie. Well, Cassie is totally not the problem, but the club. All those strangers drinking and dancing wasn't my thing. Always when I go with Cassie to a club (which is actually almost every weekend now) I end up sitting at the bar and drinking a coke. I'm also not the alcohol type. When I drink alcohol, I drink beer. And even then not much. Maybe I'm like that because I know what could happen when you drink too much and end up doing something which will change your whole life. But that's not what I'm talking about right now. You'll hear that story soon enough.

Holy crap, I forgot the time! I jumped up from the couch, I was sitting on, and run upstairs to my room to get changed. I chose black skinny jeans, a dark red tank top and one of those black college jackets. After I got changed, I walked into my bathroom and reapplied my makeup. Then I straightened my red-dyed hair and checked myself in the mirror. I didn't look that bad. 

Cassie was gonna be here any minute, so I walked down the stairs with my phone and some money in my trouser pocket. Just when I wanted to sit down on the dining table, I heard a honk from outside. Of course it was Cassie waiting in her car for me. I opened the door, walked outside and locked it behind me. Cassie was waving me from her car and I ran to it and sat in the passanger's seat. 

"Hi" I greeted her and we hugged. 

"Hey Sweetie! Ready for partying?" she asked when she drove down the street.