Crushed Royally

Chapter 7

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        After I went from girl to boy, we decided it was time to party. We went to a club and just walked in. Vince knows the owner, so he got us in, too. Drinks on the house, not like I would be drinking anyway. I hate beer, or any kind of alcohol, for that matter. I sid over to the bar and watched all these sluts dance with guys.I rolled my eyes. Peter jabbed me in the side.

    "Don't do that, Ro. It makes you look gay." He glanced around the room. Quite a few girls were looking over here.

    "Hey, Peter?" He looked at me. "Do I look okay? I mean, if you didn't know me, would you think I was a good-looking guy?"

     He stared at me for a second before laughing. "Rose, you'd look good either way. But, yeah. I mean, just take a look at all the girls who're staring at you."

     I took a quick sweep around the room and noticed quite a few, actually. I resisted the urge to gag. I mean, I look like a guy, but I most definitely will not kiss a girl. No way. Nuh-uh.

     I looked back at Peter and made a face. Vince walked over, a girl hanging off his arm. He also brought over two more. I gave him a look.

    "One for you, and one for you," He nodded his head at the girls. I looked away, getting ready to hurl.

    A blonde haired- blue eyed girl came and rubbed my arm, purring appreciatevely. I picked her arm off and put it back at her side. She looked at Vince.

    "Is this one gay?" She glanced at me, a little disgusted. How dare she!? Vinca laughed and shook his head.

    "No way, completely straight." He rolled his eyes at me. I could almost hear Peter thinking, 'Just take the girl and get any suspicions out of her head, now'. I sighed.

    "Let's go, then." I led her to the dance floor. I made sure she didn't grind against me, because she would feel nothing. How embarrassing would that be?

    She ran her finger along my chest, almost touching my breasts. I almost cringed. Almost. I looked at her, imagining her as a boy and tried to enjoy it. She gave me seductive looks. I silently gagged in my head. I glanced over at Peter and he laughed. I glared at him.

    "So," Blondie purred. "What's your name?" I glanced down at her. I was about four or five inches taller than her.

   "Ryan. And you?" She rubbed her hands over my arms. I stepped back uncomfortably. Ew. I need to get away from this girl.

   "Amanda." She moved her face close to mine and licked her lips. I didn't move. She kissed me. It was so gross. I mean, I have no problem with gays, but if a girl kisses me? Oh, no. Ew!

    I pushed her back. "Um, I have to go." She shrugged, moving back into the crowd. I went for the entrance, pushing people out of my way. I burst out into the alley and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, trying not to throw up. A girl just kissed me! A girl! My first kiss, with a girl! It shouldn't count; it doesn't. I didn't kiss her back, so no. Doesn't count.

    "Too much to drink?" I opened my eyes. And stared. There he was. The most attractive boy I have ever seen in my life. Black hair with blue streaks, bright green eyes. He looked kinda emo, but you could tell he was just trying the blue. "Hey, I was talking to you, man."

    "Um, no." I scratched my arm. "Just had to get out. Too stuffy." He nodded.

    "I get you." He held out his hand. "Name's Chace. You?" I took his hand. "Ryan." He gave my hand a firm shake, sending tiny tingles throughout me.