As soon as I was safely in Stacy's room away from the nosy eyes of her family, I laid on her bed and burst into tears.
God this is an emotional day.
"What's wrong babes?" she didn't sound surprised to see me crying, it had become such a habit
"I.... err... he" why am I blubbering?... just spit it out
"He...he...he has asked me to marry him"
"Babes, that's fantastic news! But why are you crying? I'm confused I thought you loved Jake. We... we are talking about Jake aren't we"
"Yes were on about Jake... You moron"
"Ok... it's not my fault… calm down and tell me what's happened."
Oh god I must sound like a right bitch, but that's it. I am a bitch; I must be. I have the best friend ever, a family that love me and a hunky boyfriend who wants to marry me and I'm still crying. Yep, I'm a bitch.
"I'm sorry I don't know what's wrong. I have spent years knowing that I want to be with him, all I wanted was to be married and have a cute little cottage together and then see if we can have.."
Oh I had to stop there. I was going to say vapa-wolves but that way have been a shock for Stacy. As you may have guessed she doesn't know about me, but I can touch her. I'm in her arms right now. She thinks she has this connection with me, ha stupid humans clueless anyway that's what she has come up with when my thoughts come into her head, and it got me out of that conversation so I was happy to accept that we have a 'connection' for now anyway.
"And have…"
"And have…have kids" that worked better
"I'm sure that you will work it out, you always do, but babes is that what you want? Do you want to be with Jake, coz if you don't want him I will have him. Wow, I mean his muscles are huge!"
I gave Stacy a stern look but at the same time I was smiling I'm glad at least she can make a joke out of this. That's why Stacy and I are best friend I suppose, I'm always depressed and she always makes me happy, I don't know what I would have done without her. She has made my move to England bearable.
"Well today is not about my empty love life, it's about fixing yours. Never mind how empty mine is" she made a pretend sniffle and looked at me with the worst puppy eyes ever, batted her way over mascara-d eye lashes and said really fast
"Oh come on Ness lets go pull"
Before I could even answer she was across the room throwing a pair of really short shorts and a baby pink crop top it had a slight stain on the bottom from a previous night out. I always kept my slut cloths at Stacey's because I didn't want dad to find them. Or Jake to sniff them out, he didn't come here and he hated me coming here. That's probably why I'm always here, so he never nearly knew the smell of the clubs.
I pulled on the shorts that revealed more of my pink undies than needed and then the top. I looked in the mirror and realised that you could see my bite mark from a hunting trip when the stupid wild dogs bit my hip line, man it hurt. It was healing over and looked more like a bruise with teeth marks.
"Nessy, Nessy, Nessy. Tut tut! You said that you didn't like Jake or is it someone else? That bloody love bite is huge." Oh shit, should I go with it or... oh who am I kidding? I'm going to have to go with it
"Well erm Stacey it was before he proposed but shh we don't want people to know... ok... ok Stacey?"
"Ye ye ok my dirty friend, now come on girl get your flirt on"
"Its on, its on" wow I think she actually might of believed me, if I get to broke, which I don't think will happen with my families fortune, I could become a actress.
We queued up against the railing of Sugar Mill, freezing my tits off you, and this was classed as fun, you know if there weren't so many slappers we would promptly be pulled as a prostitute not a teenager although most teenagers do, that or be put in the back of a police car and oh dad wouldn't like that.
I was so relieved when the que started moving although it was slow the slight movement was heating my body up. When we got to the front we were quickly searched and my bag was proded and poked by the rather fat woman bouncer. I then barged my way through to the little window and slid my £5 note into the small slit in the glass, or probably plastic around here, I could hear the music banging from downstairs so I slid down not wanting to fall in my incredibly ridiculous gold stilettos.
We walked into the main club to see many groups of people all standing together mainly boys with boys and girls with girls, but the odd slag grabbing onto the boys in her gang.
As we entered Stacy pulled her best pout and we strode in full of confidence. I felt under dressed but Stacy must of felt even worse she was wearing a white backless dress then showed her off white bra and taffled thong it ended just above her thigh line and showed off most of her baby fat, as we call it. But never mind, a lad would still shag her never mind what she was wearing or how bad she looked. Don't get me wrong, Stacy is gorgeous, but she doesn't wear the right cloths to compliment her pale skin and beautiful blue eyes that were brought right out with her long blond hair.
"Can I buy you lovely girls a drink?"
I turned around suddenly almost tripping over my own feet to see the most gorgeous boy I had ever seen gazing back at me. His brown eyes were showing many different emotions, his perfect pink lips and rosy cheeks. I don't blame him for having rose cheeks, all you have to do is walk in here. The close proximity of so many people made for a warm room.
I was brought back to the real world when Stacy said great, and we walked over to a group of lads. Stacy eyed them all up individually before picking one and sitting next to him. Poor boy. He is going to have to put up with her all night he wont know what's hit him. I laughed to myself before sitting next to the beautiful boy from before who soon introduced himself as Ben. Oh Ben and Ness, I like the sound of that.
We started chatting, well shouting, it was hard to understand anyone over the music, but he soon got in that he was new here and he was starting at the all boys school that was in the next village over from me, oh my god, if I heard right he just said that I was pretty.
I could feel my cheeks getting hotter, I just hope that the amount of foundation I have on has a chance to hide it.
I was grinning to myself before he asked if I wanted to get some fresh air, I think Stacy must have heard that one because I got a worried look from her.
"I'll be ok" I whispered as he dragged me from the where we sat and up the stairs towards the doors.
I shivered as soon as the coldness hit me, I wasn't really looking forward to standing out there again.
We headed out of the club and around the corner away from the scowling eyes of the bouncers who was staring at us suspiciously.
He leaned against the wall and then I realised he didn't just want some fresh air, he…
Oh my god, he wanted me.