Grind

I didn't want to go to the club that night. In fact, it was the last thing I wanted to do. My heart had just been shattered into a million little pieces by the boy who I thought I'd marry someday, and all I wanted to do was curl up into a ball on my bed, bury myself in blankets, eat my weight in Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream and watch sappy romance movies on Netflix. My best friend, Macy, however, had a different coping mechanism in mind. I complained the whole way there about how this wasn't going to work, that no boy would ever come close to Joel, my now-ex boyfriend.

And then I met Alexander.

And then I danced with Alexander.

And then I almost kissed Alexander.

And everything changed.