Tiffany's POV
It's Friday night.
And I'm home laying on my bed reading.
The usual.
Not that I'm complaining.
I love staying home.
Just being inside enjoying the silence.
I laid my head back just as I was about to drift to sleep.
My door busted open.
I jumped and looked at the door and saw who it was.
Jessica.
My bestie.
How did she even get in.
I bet my mom let her in.
I've got to have a little talk with her later.
"Get your ass up 'cause we're going to the club" She said while dancing all over the place.
As you can already tell Jessica is the exact oppisite of me.
She loves to go out.
Party and drink.
Whatever you offer, she's up for it.
I sighed.
"Jessica, you know I don't do clubs" I said.
She jumped on my bed.
"C'mon don't you ever get tired of just staying in your room and reading" She said.
"Nope" I replied.
"Just one night and if you don't like it I'll never ask again" She said.
I'd try to argue with her.
But I know she'd end up winning anyway.
"Fine" I said.
She got off my bed and did the happy dance.
"We're going to the club, we're going to the club" She sang while dancing.
I shook my head.
Wait I just remembered something.
To get in a club you have to be at least 21 and I'm only 16.
"Wait!" I yelled.
She stopped dancing and looked at me.
"What?" She asked.
"I can't get in, I'm only sixteen" I said.
She laughed at me.
"I'm sixteen too remember, tou're supposed to use a fake ID" She said.
"But I don't have one" I responded.
She smiled.
"Sure you do" She said while showing me my own fake ID.
She had this all prepared.
Didn't she?
"So you just knew I'd say yes" I said.
She laughed.
"Yup now get dressed I'm meeting up with a guy at the club" She said.
A guy?
We all know what that means.
"And might this guy be your boyfriend?" I asked.
She blushed.
"Maybe" She whispered.
I laughed and got dressed.
Nothing special.
Black hoodie, Blue skinny jeans and black converse.
"I'm ready" I said.
She looked me up and down.
"The guys are going to be all over you, you're too sexy" She said.
I sighed.
Jessica knows very well that I have a type.
My very well thought out type for a guy :
Has to be drug free
No tattoos
No piercings
Has to have at least 2.0 grade point average
Long hair won't do
Black hair is a no no.
Unless your asian of course
Asian guys are sexy
I'd date them no matter what
Anyway you get what I'm trying to say.
I want a guy who's innocent.
Who hasn't done anything wrong ever in their life.
"Jessica, you know very well that I have a type" I said as we both walked downstairs and out the door.
We both jumped in her car.
She put her hands on the wheel and began to drive.
"Yes I know you have a type and it's ridiculous" She said.
I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever" I responded.
"With your high standards you'll never get a serious boyfriend. What guy out there hasn't done anything wrong. It's impossible for guys not to do wrong, doing wrong is like their nature" She said.
I ignored her and looked out the window instead.
She was right though.
Because of my very high standards I've only had a few boyfriends.
I'm fine with it though.
Plus it never stops the guys from wanting me.
Wink Wink ;)
It didn't really take so long to get to the club.
"We're here" Jessica sang as she parked the car.
We both got out the car.
She sniffed the air.
"Smells good" She said.
"Smells like pot" I said.
She laughed.
"You'll get used to it" She said.
I rolled my eyes.
We started walking to the entrance.
I can't believe I agreed to this.
But here goes nothing.
The night has yet to begin ;)
Author's Note
There's Tiffany to the side -------->>>>>
Yes
It's Aria from Pretty Little Liars :]
Love that show <3
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Novela JuvenilJustin, your typical outgoing scene guy. Loves to party, smoke, drink and hook up. Tiffany your typical sweet shy girl. Loves to stay home read and do homework. Has very high standards when it comes to guys. One day Tiffany's friend makes her go out...
