MCPOV
She looked herself over in the mirror, turning again and posing. She let out a huff of breath and decided to just go with it. She felt sexy, which didn't happen too often. The slinky black halter dress clung to her body almost like a second skin. It flowed easily out at the bottom, a few inches above her knees. In this dress she felt amazing and even better was that feeling she got when she twirled in the dress. She slid her small feet into her black patent leather heels and stood a few inches taller than her short 5 foot frame. She fiddled with her auburn hair that went down to her shoulder blades; she had straightened it for tonight, not a normal thing. Most of the time she never had a reason to dress up or go anywhere so tonight she, forcing herself, would go out with the ladies from work and have fun. She smiled at herself in the mirror and slipped an extra hair tie in her small clutch.
Walking to the door she rummaged through her clutch again and was startled by a loud banging on the door.
-Bang, Bang, Bang!- "Hurry the hell up MC! We'd like to get there BEFORE the hot guys are drunk and taken." Michi yelled. MC grinned at herself and willed herself to open the door.
"Geez! Finally" Michi grabbed MC by the arm and yanked her out of the apartment.
The music pulsed throughout the club, lights twitched everyone, blinking multiple colors. MC gripped onto Michi's hand as they snaked through the club to the bar.
"Oh my god, after today I need a drink!" Michi had whined the whole way there. Honestly, the work they did wasn't hard, but the customers they worked with could be a real pain. Today had just been another day for MC, opening boxes, stacking shelves, ringing people up, normal, everyday stuff. Michi though, had had a rough day with her customers and had kept telling everyone that this was "the day from hell" and that she needed shots.
After watching Michi wave her hand at the bartender for a multitude of minutes MC grimaced, this would start a new reason for whining from Michi. Instead of waiting for the whining, MC stepped forward, pushed herself up on the footholds under the bar, threw her arm out to wave her hand and waved while she shouted "Yo!" which shocked Michi for a just a second, enough time to catch herself and giggle.
"Guess you needed the shot more than me?" She continued to giggle.
"Sure" MC said.
Meanwhile across the club…
POV
"Did you see that?!" Quil yelled between Embry and Jacob. Paul turned and looked at the squealing puppy.
"What's your problem?" he sneered.
"Dude! That chick just owned the bar!" Standing up and leaning forward over the table to get a better look (as if he needed to lean over the table at all). Embry hung his head, shaking it slightly side to side. Jacob rolled his eyes.
"He's talking about the chick that just basically waved down the bartender….apparently she couldn't wait to get hammered…."he sighed, not as impressed as his overzealous friend.
"Whatever! That was hot, I like a dominate girl" Quil grinned, stood up and dusted of a non-existent piece of dust off his gray shirt.
Cocking his left eyebrow up Paul turned to face the bar and the girl who had grabbed his friends' attention.
MCPOV
"Where did you learn that trick?" Michi poked at her friend.
"It's nothing special…it works the same when a man sticks a twenty in the air." MC shrugged.
"Yeah….well…"Michi stifled a laugh. "It works better when you have an awesome rack too I guess."
Blushing MC sipped her sex on the beach. She shrugged again. It wasn't a big deal to her and she really had only done it to make sure Michi didn't whine. Sitting on the barstool MC surveyed the scene before them. Bodies grinding up against each other, music bouncing off the walls, slinking to the floor and up the bodies to help them move better. She hadn't been out in a long time, but she did like to the clubs once in a while; it helped her loosen up sometimes.
"Do you see anyone? Oooo…what about that guy? He's so cute! I always did like my men big" Michi used her hands to explain how big she liked men's' muscles to be.
"Like…not so big they don't have a neck, but enough to make me feel safe at night." MC looked at her friend, a little shocked. Michi always seemed to be so sure of herself, so independent.
"God, he must have dreamy eyes…." Michi grinned. "We should go over there!" MC's eyebrows shot up and she sputtered into her drink.
"I'm sorry what!?" she coughed. "You're kidding! No…we can't, that…no" MC continued to stutter, holding onto her drink like a lifeline. Michi's brow furrowed as she looked at her friend.
"Ok? Fine…"she sighed. "We can just sit here and do nothing…." Sticking out her lower lip and slumping forward she sighed. MC had to laugh. She propped her arm around her friends' shoulder.
"I didn't say we'd do nothing, you did say something about shots. What about a fireball shot?" MC grinned a little as Michi's face brightened.
"Let's do it!" Michi jumped up and thrust her small breasts forward and snapped at the bartender.
POV
Sipping his beer, Paul's eyes roamed the dance floor. He didn't feel like being on the floor right then, not much seemed to be catching his interest. Suddenly his arm was jostled by the puppy next to him, causing his beer to slosh onto his hand and dripping onto his jeans.
"Dude! What the hell has gotten into you tonight!" Paul yelled at the younger guy next to him. Reaching his arm up he yanked Quil back down to the stool. "Chill out or I will throw you out!" Squinting his eyes and curling his top lip up slightly making sure the pup got the message.
"Bro, their doing shots! And they were looking over here, I think we should go over!" Paul could swear that if Quil had a tail right now it'd be wagging and smacking into everyone.
"What is with you at that girl?!" Embry huffed.
"Did you imprint or something? So what, its shots. We do them too. I don't see anything special about them." Jacob mumbled.
"I don't know what it is….just…something pulls me to her! She's adorable, I just want to wrap her up and put her in my pocket!" sighing Quil stood back up. Paul looked at him again, ready to knock him in the jaw if he spilled his beer again.
"I say we go over there. We have done nothing since we got here, no dancing, no real drinking, we have sat here….We are the hottest guys in here and we're wasting any fun times that are to be had!" Jacob and Embry widened their eyes. Quil didn't always say the smartest things, but he was pretty honest and he did usually know how to have fun. Maybe he had a point, they had made the decision to go out and yet they weren't doing anything. They were doing the same exact thing the other guys were doing, only they hadn't gotten dressed up.
"Let's do it!" Shouted Embry, standing up finally and slamming his hands down on the table. Jacob seconded that idea and Quil grinned, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Damn right!"
Paul groaned, but got up, finished his beer and followed the younger guys who looked like they were stalking their prey.
