Where Do We Stand?

Chapter One

Zarela

"One night, just one night Zarela and that night is tonight", I said to myself as I looked at the mirror, my dress was a form fitting mid thigh length black sequence with a low V-cut neckline and an open back showing off my tanned skin and small flesh from each of my breasts. My red lipstick makes my whole look even way better.

This is the night I finally lose my V-card but the problem is, I don't know if anyone is going to want me. I mean, I'm still that lost Mexican girl who has never actually been to Mexico with freckles all over her cheekbones and nose. I'm still that odd highschool student who everyone laughed at for just walking into school, I didn't have to do anything for people to mock me, it was a free gift. But tonight I won't let myself be rejected due to my freckled face, I've hidden them under layers of foundation and concealer, hopefully the guy won't even notice. I just have to do this tonight, it's not worth it to save all this for some guy who's going to treat me like trash in the future.

"Zaree come on, you look pretty enough just get out of the bathroom and let's go, Emily is out there and she could not be more patient ", my roommate, Olivia, called out from the bottom of the stairs. Emily had been honking fiercely but my thoughts had drowned out the noise.

"Coming!", I yelled out, giving one final glance at my look before rushing out with my silver purse.

"Woah, you look so fucking hot. No guy in his right senses would reject that beauty, look at those boobs girl!", Olivia commented making me blush.

"You think?", I asked feeling like I needed to wash everything off and cry in bed.

"I'm so happy for you for finally taking this step sweety, it's going to be a life changer, trust me", she winked before leading the way out of the room and down the hall.

"Would you look at that sexy little thing", Liv complimented Emily as she got into the back.

"You're wearing next to nothing Emily, how do you manage it?", Emily was in a completely netty black jumpsuit with her black boob tapes sticking out and her glittery g-strings shimmering under the moonlight.

"I'm a tigeress and I'm ready to roar girlfriend!", she pulled out of the driveway the moment I got into the front.

At the club the girls just dispersed, leaving me alone to face my fears. And I knew just what the first fear I wanted to face was, drinks.

"I'll have a shot of tequila please", I smile at the pretty late twenties looking bartender whose name tag showed Cassandra. She nodded with a smile equal to mine.

I feel very uncomfortable and I don't know how to act or even how to place my hands so I just interlock my hands together and square my shoulders before looking around. The club is definitely buzzing, people are dancing like crazy while some are kissing in corners of the place, seems like they can't afford VIP. I smile to myself when the thought of some guy kissing me on the dance floor comes to my mind.

"Here's your drink", Cassandra smiles before going back to attend to the others.

I take a quick sniff of the shot and Lord knows it wasn't giving what I expected it to give, it scents Oaky and fruity which gave me a bit of hope. I was about to take it slow before Cassandra came up. "You might wanna take that with some lime", she said, sliding the lime plate to me.

"You look Spanish, you're supposed to know it", she added.

I was confused, "Uh..yes I'm Mexican but I don't understand what you mean, is it supposed to be before or after the shot?", I laughed nervously.