𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟖 - 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭

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{Nova's POV} {Saturday}

Pretty girl?? I thought to myself. Was I blushing?? Surely I was. This girl was my honest to God ideal type. She's 6'3, maybe 6'4, absolutely shredded, short obsidian hair and has the sexiest smile I think I've ever seen. I panicked and froze. I had no clue what to say to this girl. I was never the flirty type growing up especially not with girls. I just started exploring my type late after I graduated high school. Mom was never the supportive type...

"You okay darling?" She said with a small laugh slipping through her sentence. She laughed at the fact I was blank faced while staring at her; dumbfounded yet in awe of her in my presence.

"Yes I'm sorry did you need something?" I say with a nervous giggle hoping she didn't notice I was attracted to her. Guess my luck was turning around tonight.

"Well, I was hoping to buy you a drink and get to know you, how's that sound hm?" She said with an almost seductive smirk. Was she flirting with me? Am I really this oblivious...

"Oh, sure that sounds nice." It sounded way better than nice. I needed to know more about this girl. She had this mysterious aura around her, an almost dark vibe.

She ordered us multiple shots and invited me to the back. David was still gone, as well as Victoria. These fucking idiots left me, I have no ride back. Great. She sat down with a smirk on her face as her eyes trailed down my body. Was it hot in here or was she just flirting with me. As she pats her hand on the couch; directing me to sit next to her, she lifted her other hand indicating me to grab it for balance. She must have noticed I was a little more than tipsy as I was wobbling a little. She was manspreading while her tongue was playing with her silver lip piercing. I was going home with this girl tonight; it was my only mission.

"Tell me about yourself, love" Her eyes were undressing me as she trailed down my body. She saw me with an incredibly flushed face; she could tell I liked being called love.

"Uhmm.." I say nervously giggling and tucking the hair behind my ear as I felt my face heat up. "I'm twenty-six, I just moved here and I'm a fashion student.." I didn't know what she wanted to know about me, so I stuck with the basics.

"Just moved here? What brings you to Tokyo?" She said with a curious tone in her voice.

"Well Tokyo has really amazing fashion programs plus my father lives here." I wasn't entirely sure how much I could trust her with this much information.

"So you're a fashion student? Would you say my outfit looks good to you?" She said leaning forward while still manspreading, clasping her hands and tilting her head up to look at me. If I wasn't blushing before, I for sure was now.

"Hmm, I like your black button up, highlights your features. As well as the red on your belt. Red is your color if I do say so myself." Red really was her color, it fit her ominous kind of vibe. 

"Oh yeah? Red looks good on me?" She was half-smiling at me whilst tilting he head and raising her eyebrows.

"I think red looks really good on you actually." I matched her energy and flashed her a smile while leaned forward. Why was I being bold? I've never been bold before, this was weird as hell. I'm blaming the alcohol.

She scooted closer to me, rested her hand on my thigh and whispered in my ear in a seductively low tone.

"Well I think that dress fits you nicely love." I was blushing. Hard. I could guarantee my face was as red as her belt. She laid off and looked me in the eyes.

"What's your name?" I practically forgot my name when she locked eyes with mine yet I somehow choked out an answer.

"Nova but my friends call me Nov for short." Why was I so nervous to tell her my name.. it's just a few simple words yet I was practically folding.

"Nova, that's a pretty name." She said while pulling me closer with the hand that had been resting on my thigh. Gosh she knew what she was doing and how to do it. I was frozen when she pulled me closer but I still wanted to know more about her.

"What's your name? You know my name, age and my job and I know nothing about you yet." I say in a humorous tone but I really did want to know more about her.

"My name is Jade."

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