I was drinking at the bar with my friends Nathan, Skillz, Mouth, Fergie, and Junk. We were all getting pretty wasted, but when I saw this brunette from across the room, I got loud, just so she would notice me. Anyways, I have a reputation; I make good girls go bad.
The girl walked up to me. "Brooke!" she shouted.
"Lucas!" I shouted back. We shook hands. "I know your type, you're daddy's little girl. Just take a bite, let me shake up your world. Just one night couldn't be so wrong, I'm going to make you lose control," I shouted at her.
Brooke shrugged. She was so shy, until I got a couple of beers down her throat, now she went wild. She was hanging in the corner with her five best friends, she probably heard that I was trouble, but she couldn't resist.
"I know your type," Brooke came back at me. "Boy, you're dangerous. You're that guy that'd I'd be stupid to trust. But just one night couldn't be so wrong," Oh now she was just quoting me. "You make me want to lose control." Brooke grabbed my jaw, pulled me close and kissed me. "I was hanging in the corner with my five best friends, I had heard that you were trouble but I couldn't resist," she said as if she could read my mind.
I went up to Nathan and said, "She's got away with the boys in the place, she treats them like they don't stand a chance."
I heard her talking to her friend, saying, "He has got away with the girls in the back, acting like they're too hot to dance." She had just read me, inside and out.
She walked up to me, "Luke, why don't we get out of here? Maybe to my place?" Brooke asked. Like I said, I make them good girls go bad.
