MADE FOR YOU

Chapter 02 - Kissing & Interviews

Narrator's Pov

Daisy finally came back downstairs, wearing a gold sequin, mid length, sweetheart neckline dress, she had gold pumps and a mini golf clutch to match and her curls were straightened and pinned behind her back.

"Dang girl you work fast. You did all of that, in just an hour and a half?" Dove applauds her while pointing to her. She had a bold red lip color and gold glitter eyeshadow covered her eyelids.

"Thank you! I'll see you girls tonight! Maybe." She whispered the last part with a wink before walking out of the door.

With heartbreak comes new opportunities. Daisy knew she looked good, too good to be laying in bed and crying over a gremlin who she probably wouldn't have ended up marrying anyways. When life gives you lemonade, make shots. Her cousin's voice rang through her head as she walked out of the house, tonight she wanted to go out and have fun, solo. She knew Dove was going to hang out with her friend and when she peeped downstairs, Rose seemed quite keen on Judah so she decided to give both girls the space they needed with their new lemons and go fetch herself a new one.

When she'd seen Judah talking to Rose, she found herself surprised at the fact that her cousin actually had a look of human emotions in him, usually he stood around with a grumpy, unfazed expression. She knew he had a reputation with the ladies but she also knew her cousin and knew it couldn't be true.

"Incoming call from Man Whore." Siri's voice stopped the music as she pulled out of the driveway, making her way to the one place she knew would make her feel better.

Pressing the green button, she rolled her eyes. "May I ask who is calling?" She put on a high pitched, squeaky voice as she spoke, keeping her eyes on the road ahead of her.

"Girl you already know who's calling. Why didn't you come home yet? You know I love you." Blake's whiny voice rang through the car speakers, making her want to jump out onto the busy traffic.

Instead of speaking back, she hangs up and goes back to belting out to the radio as she drives. She didn't plan on getting black out drunk since she had an interview early in the morning but she did plan on grinding on a few strangers while letting them buy her drinks. What? If you had pretty privileges, you'd use it to your advantage as well, she definitely didn't plan on bringing any of the acholic reeking men home with her nor did she want to go home with any of them.

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As she stepped into the busy nightclub, neon lights blinded her eyes while the smell of fresh dollar bills, strippers and beer filled her nose, reminding her of her father. She made her way to the bar, already a guy had his eyes staring into her soul as if she was a painting on display, though in this case, he was staring as if she was a pornstar, lust filled his eyes as his boner became noticeable to the eye. She shuddered in disgust and turned her attention to the bartender. "Daisy! My love!" The French accent gleamed happily at the girl.

"Mario! My darling!" Her Jamaican accent made him laugh and hold up a finger to one of the guys who was trying to get a drink. "Oh how I've missed you."

"I missed you as well! Did you get rid of that gremlin? Every time you both came here, my great grandfather rolled and turned in anger in his grave. Telling you, he's no good." Mario shook his head as he served Daisy a margarita before going back to making the guys drink.

"Mario. You kill me." Daisy laughed as she took a sip from the pink straw. "But he's gone, for good. He cheated on me with the girl I was partnered up with for a project. I knew I should've went home for the summer instead of taking those freaking extra classes." Daisy groaned in a frustrated tone while rolling her eyes.