"Bye Mom bye Dad! Me and some friends are going out!" I call as I walk out the door, I forgot to mention to them that we'd be going to a club under fake I.D. hee hee oops. I got in to my car followed by Molly who had after allot more worrying she decided to come with me so I lent her my gold mini skirt, and white one sleeved silk top. we hop into my convertible and speed down the road. this is going to be the best night ever.
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We walk in to that club like we own the place and sit at the bar. "Two shot's of tequila ." I said to the bar tender
"Are you lost sweet hart?" the man says with a smirk
"Am I lost?" I say looking him up and down
"Yeah honey, did you get lost from your school group?" a few people around the bar laugh quietly at his joke and begin listening to our conversation.
"Excuse me?" I say narrowing my eyes.
"I'm sorry could you not hear me? do you need me to repeat myself sweetie?"
"No I heard you big boy." I smile, then glare at him and say "Now give me my damn tequila, before I call your boss and have your sorry ass fired."
"Um..." said Molly as she pocked my shoulder. "What are you doing"
"It's okay I know how to handle guys like this. So get us tequila , go on."
"Listen sweet hart." says the man leaning forward. "You might be old enough to enter this club, but know bitch talks back to me like that." he gabbed my arm
"hey what are you doing?"
"I'm sure you didn't mean what you said now did you?" he asks smiling showing his grimy yellow teeth. "I think you owe me an apology sweet heart, don't you?" my eyes start to sting. then another hand is placed on the mans arm.
"I think you want to let go of her." says the guy. he's around my age.
"Who the hell are you pretty boy?" said the man with a smirk. but the guy just glared at him.
"Let go of her damn arm." the man suddenly released me and ripped his hand away as if it had been burned, then backed away and went back to work.
"I... I... um... th..thank you." I stutter not knowing exactly what else to say."
"Aww no worry's... I'm Matt." I stare at him and lean over to Molly.
"This is my date?" We look him up and down. he has light brown hair, and green eyes with gold rings around the iris, his thin lips are pressed in to a crooked but cute smile, he's wearing baggy jeans and I a white sweat shirt. he's gorgeous! me and Molly just stare at him drooling and say at the in sequence.
"Oh my god."
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أدب المراهقينslipped my feet in to my 5 inch shinny red heels. maybe 5 inches was over doing it, but hadn't been on a date in almost a year and I was existed. I fluffed my chin length curly blonde hair, I put on my cherry blossom pink lip gloss I looked at my sm...
