And here it is! Have been working hard on this the whole week. Classes have been killing me and writing is pretty hard. I hope you appreciate my dedication and leave a comment. They make my day! I would like to thank everyone for such a warm response to this story. I will personally message every one who reviewed. I hope you enjoy!
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As promised she was awaken by a very scared for her life Polly at eleven.
"Okay, come on Polly. Let's figure out what you are gonna wear."
After one long hour of her roommate trying on everything in her closet, from hip hugging jeans to dresses she finally picked out an outfit.
"It's your turn!" Polly sang. Dashing to her closet, she started going through everything.
"You have to look hot! Pete told me, that his friend Larry will be joining him." she exclaimed happily.
"It's like a double date. Isn't it perfect?"
"I am not looking for a guy Polly"
"But he is perfect Piper." she put down whatever she was holding and turned towards the blonde.
"Listen. This guy is a computer wiz. He sounds really smart. You guys would be perfect together!"
"I am not looking for someone like that Polly," she groaned.
"I want passion and adventures, not a boring nerd." she stated.
"I dated nerds in high school." she added and rolled her eyes.
"Okay, okay Piper. But please give him a chance. Maybe you will like him." she begged.
"Pleaseeeeeeee?" There were those puppy eyes once more.
"How did your parents ever say no to you when you did that face?" Piper asked, a smile making its appearance onto her face.
"Honestly, I don't recall being told no." Polly smirked.
"Thank you, thank you so much." she cried as she picked up a red dress for Piper.
"Try this one on." she said as she pushed the dress in Piper's direction.
"Okay, this looks amazing Piper."
"I look 25 in it Polly." Piper furrowed her brows.
"I don't like looking old."
"That's what we are going for! We don't want you looking like a college kid and getting carded, do we?"
Polly did have a point. Her chances of getting carded with this dress were minuscule.
"Okay, I will wear it." she finally agreed and they set out for a shower in the communal bathrooms.
Within hours, Piper was sitting at her desk applying foundation and mascara. She had decided to go full out for tonight.
"If I am going to do this, I have to do it right." she told herself.
Polly was sat on her lofted bed, smoking a cigarette. (They had found out that the smoke alarm did in fact not work, so Polly had given herself the right to smoke whenever and wherever.)
"Does my make up look okay?" she inquired looking up at Polly.
"You look hot Piper." she smirked.
"Don't steal my guy though. I will rip you to pieces."
After seeing the glare her friends eye held, she made sure to let her know she was not interested. At all.
"Will not, trust me. Honestly I am more into girls." she said timidly and blushed.
"Holy shit are you serious? This is perfect! I don't have to worry about you stealing guys from me."
There we go, elated Polly is so much nicer.
Grabbing the bags, they headed to Polly's car. It was a minivan and it made Polly look as though she was a soccer mom.
"Do not make fun of it."
"I won't." she snickered and Polly pushed her.
"Asshole."
The bar was called Please Don't Tell. Piper thought the name was intriguing. Never had she witnessed one like it and it moved her interest. She wondered what kind of people frequented it. Probably mostly teenagers she thought and shrugged. Walking in, she was in shock. The so called 'bar' was more of a club. Fluorescent lighting was illuminating off of the ceiling. The bar was decently crowded and a shirtless guy was moving his hands to the beat of the techno song holding two cocktail shakers in his hands.
Getting a drink from him will be easy she muttered to herself.
Averting her gaze from the bar she was met with people dancing on the dance floor. Loads of grinding and making out was occurring and Piper felt shocked. She hadn't seen people be so open and affectionate in public. Polly dragged her to the bar before she had the chance to meet the set of gray eyes that were set upon her from the moment she walked through the entrance.
"Hey Pete! Larry!" she exclaimed happily and hugged Pete.
Piper had to admit Pete was a handsome guy. He had a headful of ashy hair, blue eyes and a toned body. On the other hand, Larry was the complete opposite. He was short, wore a green sweater and had way too much hair gel on his brown hair. She gagged at the thought of ever dating him, and just shook his hand. She hoped that she would get the point across. I am not interested.
Polly pulled Piper next to her and sat on the bar. As she engulfed herself in conversation with Pete, Larry tried to initiate the same with Piper.
"What are you studying" he screamed on top of his lungs in order to be heard over the loud bass of the club.
What a mood killer.
"I am majoring in English Literature and Women Studies." she responded gracefully. Not bothering to ask Larry the same, she averted her gaze once more to the dance floor. It was already nearing 11 pm and the place had become busier. Girls in skirts and crop tops pushed their way through the crowd, and started jumping around to the beat of the music.
"What do you want to do when you grow up?" he tried once more.
"I want to go into teaching," she replied. "Maybe high school." giving him a smile, she excused herself and turned to face the bar man.
After ordering a margarita and paying for herself she joined the ongoing conversation.
"I can't believe your friend would do that! It is so inappropriate!"
After understanding the conversation was of sexual and also very boring context she got up, straightened her dress out and turned towards the dance floor.
"I am going to dance." she stated. Just as she was leaving, Larry grabbed her hand and asked if he could join. Of course, denying his request would be inappropriate and not lady like so Piper just went along with it. "Sure." she said.
The deep bass got her in the mood of dancing real fast. She rolled her hips, swayed from side to side and raised her hands in the air. She hadn't anticipated to enjoy the night but it was much better than she had expected. Larry was horrible at dancing, from the weird expressions his face portrayed, to the little dance he was performing with his hands. She stayed on the dance floor for as long as she could and then dragged Larry to the bar.
"Can I have some water and another margarita please?" she asked.
The waiter brought the drinks and she gulped the water down.
As she was getting ready to finally enjoy her margarita Polly grabbed her hand.
"Piper can you get home alone? I am going to sleep over at Pete's house." she said and wiggled her eyebrows.
Piper laughed, forgetting her inhibitions and wished her a happy time. They dragged Larry along with them to drop him off and Piper was finally left alone.
Sitting down at the end of the bar she was surprised to hear a husky voice addressing her.
"Isn't it a little bit cold out for a margarita?"
Turning around her eyes met gray ones. They belonged to an extremely attractive woman. Piper took her time to scan the visual candy that was now standing next to her. She had long curled black hair that reached her breasts and was dressed in a black dress that hugged her curves rimmed glasses framed her face and red lipstick as well as eyeliner made her features look even sexier. So far her night had been boring. Larry was not the person she was interested in, and the alcohol flowing through her veins made her body ache for intimate touching. Forgetting everything she had promised to herself for the beginning go college she decided to try her luck, and addressed her companion.
"And what would you recommend in such cold weather?" she asked in a sultry voice, tilting her head to the side and looking up into the woman's eyes.
She smirked and turned her to face the boy behind the bar.
"Bring me four tequila shots." she ordered and turned around to gaze into Pipers eyes once more.
"That is what I recommend."
They looked at each other for a few seconds as the shots were placed on the table in front of them.
"What is your name?" the woman inquired and grabbed a shot.
"Piper. My name is Piper." the blonde said without averting her gaze from her.
"Well, Piper, have you ever had a famous tequila shot?"
"Never," the blonde replied, suddenly getting nervous.
The woman smirked, picked up another shot and passed it to Piper. Reaching for the lime and salt standing at non reachable distance she stretched her body and gave Piper a good view of her ass. She knew that the blonde was looking and she bent her spine in a certain way that accentuated her features.
"Come closer" Piper was instructed after the brunette had sat back down.
"Give me your hand" Piper extended her arm showing off her french manicured nails.
Alex grabbed her hand firmly, brought it closer to her mouth and sensually dragged her tongue along the blondes wrist. The feeling of the warm trail sent sparks throughout Piper's body. The woman had kept eye contact since the second her tongue touched pale skin and as she ended the warm trail Piper felt as though she was going to faint. The feeling of salt falling onto her skin dragged her out of her daydreaming and the woman smirked.
"Lick it." she commanded. The blonde brought the salt covered wrist to her mouth and sucked.
"Drink this." Following the directions she downed her shot and felt the burn spreading through her throat.
"Now suck on this." the brunette gracefully placed the lime between Piper's lips and raised her eyebrows. The blonde engulfed the sour fruit without breaking eye contact through the whole procedure and noticed the woman's lips turn into a smile.
"You have officially been introduced to the world of tequila." she said as Piper nodded. Her mind was fixated on the feeling of the woman's lips so close to her wrist as she watched her take her own shot. She did it casually without any contortion of her face as the liquid burned through her. After having licked her lips of any remaining juice she shot Piper a smile.
"Another one?"
The blonde nodded and repeated the motions she had been taught a minute ago, successfully downing the shot.
"What is your name?" she inquired while the liquid was descending down her throat, making her feel even more intoxicated.
"Alex. My name is Alex."
"And what do you do Alex?" she asked while looking into her eyes.
"A very boring job which makes nights like those very interesting." she smirked and leaned in closer. Her perfume was more intoxicating to Piper than any alcohol she had consumed, and the view of her lips so close to her did not help the situation. Her senses were being engulfed by the sweet scent so close to her.
Get a grip Piper.
Moving even closer Alex neared the shell of the blondes ear. Moving the soft blonde hair out of the way, she breathed in Piper's scent.
"Would you like to help me make it even more interesting?" she whispered in a sultry way an inch away from her ear.
Fuck.
