5.

I went up to my apartment and took a shower. I blow dried my hair and put lots of gel in it. By the time I was done, I was a good four inches taller. I pan caked on some make up, with blue eye shadow and heavy eyeliner and mascara. I decided I would definitely need red lips to match the dress, so I smothered some on. I was a total Jersey babe. Eat your heart out Ranger. I bet Jeanne Ellen could never pull off this much makeup.

I was dressed and ready to go by 7:45, so I turned the TV on while I waited for Lula. There was nothing good on, so my mind started to wander. I wondered what Ranger's reaction was before I left the office this afternoon, if he was capable of being jealous. I still wasn't really sure if Ranger was fully human yet, so I'm not sure if he even has feelings. I know he cares about me a lot, he has saved my life on several occasions, but I don't really know how he feels about me. I guess he loves me, but not in the boyfriend sort of way. He would like to sleep with me, but he was my boss now and that could get kind of complicated. I decided this was too much thinking for me, so I made my way down to the lobby to wait outside.

It was a beautiful night. It was cold enough to need a jacket, but it was comfortable. The leaves were starting to turn, making the trees stand out against the black sky.

A car drove by and the driver took a look at me a slammed on his breaks. He put the car in reverse to where I was standing and rolled down the passenger side window. "How much, honey?"

EEEW! "Excuse me?" I asked, in shock.

"How much for twenty minutes?" This jerk better not be asking what I think he's asking.

"Get lost. I'm not a hooker."

"Yeah, right." The guy called out before spinning his tires and pulling away from the curb.

"JERK." I yelled after him.

Hmmm. Maybe it would be better to wait inside. I sat in the lobby and twiddled my thumbs until Lula pulled up a few minutes later.

"Damn girl, look at you! You'll be taking a hottie home with you for sure!"

We drove over to Connie's with Lula's stereo system pumping out 50 Cent. She was waiting on the porch for us and skated over to the car. She looked kind of like Peggy Bundy in her getup. She had black spandex pants, paired up with a leopard print skin tight top with a lot of cleavage showing. Her hair was teased up around her face and she smelled like she was wearing at least three ounces of perfume.

"Ohm god! Look at you guys! This is going to be so much fun!" Connie said when she got in the car.

I was excited at the beginning of the night, but now I was starting to get nervous. What was I thinking? I wasn't sure if I could just sleep with some random guy. What if my mother found out?

Lula took us to a club downtown. It was a Friday night so the place was packed and we had to park what seemed like a mile away. The three of us trudged down to the club in true Jersey style, with our heads held high while enduring catcalls from male passersby.

Lula broke out silent stride. "I have a good feeling about tonight. I bet we're all gonna score..." She added with a smile "Even you, Connie."

Lula and I laughed at that. Connie looked annoyed. "Hey, I get plenty. I've got men calling me all of the time!" We started laughing even harder. "It's not funny." She said before she started laughing also.

There was a line to get into the club, but Lula knew the bouncer at the door and he let us in. "Damn Lula" he said after catching sight of me, "You should bring your friends with you more often."