Ned Banks stood on a chair in nightclub Lotta, playing the guitar. His friends were always near around him, because he was the heart and soul of the gang. Unlike most of his peers, Ned didn't drink, smoke or fight. That was why most of the girls in his college liked him.
"Look at him. Look at him, playing! He's so…so calm and good looking."
"Oh, my Gosh Julia, why don't you just flirt with him?!"- groaned the red-haired girl. "I'm tired of listening, how cool is Ned! You know a man for sure, after you try him!"
"Mary you're terrible!"-growled the blond girl, named Julia.
Mary giggled, and stood up with a glass of wine in hand.
"Here, I'll hook you up!"
"Mary, you're drunk!"-jumped Julia. "I won't let you to…"
" To drink? Who are you, my mother?"-the other girl ostentatiously poured the entire content of the glass into her throat. Then she headed to the nearest boy, starting a finger flirt.
Julia slapped her forehead in exasperation, and silently cursed her fiend's courage. She hated the fact that, every girl in the university could find a boyfriend so easily, and that she, personally was feeling shame to find one herself.
"Why the others can, and I can't?"-she thought. "Can't I shake my ass and wear cleavages to the knees?"
Julia knew that things also come down to something else. She was not in love with anyone, but with Ned Banks! He wasn't a boy, whose head could be easily confused, he was just… special.
After all, Julia decided to act. She took a glass of white wine and headed to Ned. She'd bring it, and flirt with him, though restrained. While Julia was thinking all this, her heel caught in a crack in the floorboards. With a scream, she waved her hands to keep from falling. Nevertheless she found herself on the ground, but that was far from the worst, as Julia looked up in horror, she found out that she had poured the all of the wine exactly on Ned.
"Such a moron!"-Julia cursed herself. "Moron, moron, moron!".
"S-sorry."-she cried.
"No problem, I think so…"- Ned said, standing up.
"N-no I'm really sorry. I'm so clumsy!"-the girl continued to apologize.
"Don't worry. The shirt was old. Calm down, and tell me your name."-he said calmly.
Julia couldn't believe that Ned wanted to know her name. Most of her classmates would just vulgarize her.
"Well?"- repeated Ned. "What's your name?"
"Julia."-she said quietly.
"What a lovely name."-Ned smiled. "Julia? Would you like to join me for a movie? I know it's a bit late but I'd really like to take you somewhere."
"Oh my goodness. Yes."-Julia exclaimed. "I mean… yeah, why not."- she tried to look more proud.
"Okay let's go then."- Ned got rid of his shirt, and left his T-shirt.
They walked out of the pub. Julia was over the moon. Her dream had come true.
The telephone rang long and strongly. Melinda Gordon came down the stairs wearing a golden gown.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Melinda. I hope, I didn't wake you?"- it was her friend Delia Banks.
"No, I wasn't sleeping."-Mel answered. "What about you? Why are you calling? Something happened?"
"Oh, no, no…Nothing serious.- Delia responded.
"It's just…Ned called me. He wouldn't be coming home all night, because he's at the cinema with a girl. There, I said it."
"Oh my dear friend!"-Melinda laughed.
"Don't mock me! I'm shocked, I didn't know what to do! I thought for you first!"
"I'm flattered."-Melinda smiled. "Do you wanna a sleep at home? Let's have a slumber party!"
"What about Jim?"
"He'll be returning tomorrow. Wright now he's fishing with the boys from the fire station. Aiden is in he's friend's home…"
"Well, I'm getting bored here…and Ned is having fun with that whore in the cinema…"- hesitated Delia.
"Come on, it's going to be great you'll see. We have pop-corn, ice cream, and a bunch of rented movies!"- exhorted Melinda.
"Ooo that sounds nice."-Delia said. "Okay, I'll be at your house in ten minutes."
"Hooray!"-Melinda chuckled." See you."
"See you."-Delia chuckled back.
Melinda left the phone on the table, and headed to the kitchen.