Prompts for writing-prompts-list 30 day series part 2 (ships)
Day 9: Trying
Felicity stood across the room, leaning against a wall. She had come out to the club with a couple of friends, but they all found someone to go home with. She figured she could hang around for another hour, and see where things went. Of course at the moment she was trying to convince herself that it would be a simple task to walk across the room and say hello to the boy standing with his friend at the bar. He was good looking, something her friends would approve of, and even though she'd never seen him before, a suit minus the jacket and rolled sleeves on the dress shirt was the only thing he should ever wear. Unless he chose to wear nothing at all. She could work with that.
She stood around for another couple minutes before deciding that she should just chance it- if she embarrassed herself, she'd just stop coming to this club and everything would be fine. She took a deep breath, and headed over to the bar.
Unbeknownst to Felicity, the boy across the room couldn't stop looking at her- she was just so lost in her own thoughts she didn't notice. He'd seen a lot of beautiful girls try to throw themselves at him, but this girl took the cake. The dress she was wearing was more clothes than most of the girls on the dance floor, but somehow she wore it well enough that it seemed that she was showing too much. He blinked when a hand was waved in his face.
"Jeez Oliver. Instead of staring at her until the world ends, just go over to walk to her." Oliver threw a look in Tommy's direction.
"I can't. She's different." Tommy rolled his eyes.
"Dude. You haven't even met her yet." Oliver shrugged, but then saw the change in Tommy's expression. "Though you might be meeting her momentarily." Tommy started backing away, trying to leave him alone. Oliver was confused and opened his mouth to ask what the hell Tommy was doing when he heard her.
"Uhm… Hi." She was quiet and unsure, but instantly had Oliver's attention.
When his eyes met hers, she froze.
"Shit." She mumbled, but the smile on the man's face said she hadn't said it as quietly as she'd hoped. They stood there for another minute before Felicity gave up. "Nope. Can't do it. Sorry to bother you." She turned to leave, but Oliver wasn't going to let her disappear that easily; he grabbed her arm.
"Don't go." Felicity froze. "What's your name?" She took a deep breath before turning back to face him.
"Felicity." He smiled at her.
"I'm Oliver and you are gorgeous." She blushed.
