For SydneyCrush
"Oh God," my friend Cheney rolled her eyes. "Here come more. Why is it we can't even dance without guys coming over and acting like idiots?"
"I dunno," I shrugged. "Maybe because of Jordan's dress? Way to outshine us, Jor."
My other friend looked down at her silvery, satiny, sequin mini dress. She laughed. "Hey, it's not my fault…It was on sale."
"Yeah, and so were these shoes," another of my friends, Jamie, said sarcastically as she lifted her foot into the air. Her neon high heels that had obviously cost well over a sale budget sparkled.
We had all dressed up for a night at the famous Under 21 Club in New York City, and we were excited. The only problem was, boys kept coming up to us to flirt, and they were all either really, really pushy or really, really ugly.
I was wearing a purple tube dress and I'd crimped my hair. My makeup was perfect, and I knew I looked good. And so did my friends. So that would be the explanation for the boys that were coming up to us.
Two had blonde hair, one had light brown, and one chocolate brown. They immediately started dancing with us.
"I'm Jake," I heard the tallest blonde call to Jordan over the pounding bass of The Motto.
"I'm Cody," the other blonde called to me as we danced. He was kind of cute, with longish hair and aqua-hazel eyes. He was really tall and wore dark jeans, a jacket, and a t shirt.
"I'm Sydney," I said back, not really dancing anymore. I just kind of wanted to have fun with my friends, no boys. Definitely not this Cody kid.
"How are you this evening, Sydney?"
"Fine…"
I tried to turn around, but my other friends were busy dancing with the boys that had chosen them. When Jake started to grind on Jordan, the others followed in his lead. Cody looked at me apprehensively, and my eyes widened.
Hell no. He better not touch me. I remembered a little trick I had seen on YouTube on how to make people you didn't want to talk to go away. This girl named Jenna Marbles had said to make "the face."
"The face" consisted of pulling your jawbone back as far as you could, bugging your eyes and looking downright terrified. It was actually pretty funny, and I figured it would work. So, trying not to laugh, I made "the face".
Cody looked up at me just as I started, and I saw his lips turn into a smile.
He made "the face" right back, and then I started to laugh.
"I see you're a Jenna Marbles fan," he chuckled, and I nodded. "Well, I've seen that video. It's how to avoid talking to people you don't want to talk to, correct? I don't want to be unwelcome, so I guess I'll see you around…"
He started to walk away, and something clicked in my head. He wasn't really like his friends, he didn't seem to want to make me uncomfortable. So I called after him.
"Wait, do you want to sit down or something?" I asked.
Cody paused. "Oh, you don't have to…"
"No I want to," I replied. My friends were now having way more fun than I was with their new "friends".
"Really?" he asked, his eyes wide.
"Totally," I said, and I followed him over to a table. We sat and ordered drinks, then Cody spoke.
"So you like Jenna Marbles, huh?"
"Yeah, I think she's so funny," I said, taking a long sip of my virgin piña colada. "My favorite video is her Justin Bieber one."
"Oh that was hilarious," Cody laughed. "But not as funny as when she dressed up as Drake to do the cinnamon challenge."
I laughed, and he laughed again until we were both just sitting there laughing our heads off.
"This is pretty fun," I said, grinning from ear to ear.
"I think so too…I'm so glad you decided to use the face instead of one of her other ideas. I don't think I could have handled you spontaneously planking or spontaneously peeing your pants."
I laughed some more.
"So what else are you into?" Cody asked.
"I like a lot of things," I said. "I'm into modeling and singing and I just like to hang out with my friends."
"That's pretty cool," Cody said.
"What do you like to do?"
"Swim and sing," he said. "Also I like to hang out with my friends…So we have a few things in common, it looks like."
"Yay," I smiled just as our friends came over.
"Oh my god, Sydney," Jordan blurted out. "Guess what? Jake's loud, just like I am. And we both like to take pictures. We have so much in common!"
"That's great," I smiled at her and Jake's interlocked hands. My other friends babbled on about how nice their guys were, and how they all had soooo much in common. Nobody was more excited than Jordan, however, who wouldn't stop chatting.
"I've gotta get out of here," Cody said standing up. "But here's my number. Do you maybe want to call me sometime or something?"
He handed me a slip of paper, and I smiled down at it.
"Yes, totally," I said.
And to think, I thought as he walked away. If I hadn't made "the face" we would have never gotten to know each other. I was most definitely going to call him. He was cute and funny, and we had a lot in common.
Thank you, Jenna Marbles!
Note: Okay, that was pretty bad, I know…And I bet it was worse if you didn't know who Jenna Marbles was. Haha, if you don't I suggest you check her out. She's pretty funny, and kind of my role model. Thanks for reading, and please review! 143!
SydneyCrush: Did you like it? Will you write me one now? Haha, I feel like we're trading…I don't know what I want to happen and I don't know with who, so the choice is yours! Either Cody, Greyson, or Eben? Thanks, 143!
