I decided to wear black leather pants with a deep red, off-the-shoulder top, and to finish it off, I paired it with ankle-length black boots. This was the best I could do.
I tied my curly hair into a semi-messy bun and quickly went for a natural makeup look.
As soon as I finished, Emma and Tasha walked into my room.
"You just couldn't wear something a little more revealing, could you?" Emma said, frowning as she looked at my outfit.
"Wait, I thought I actually looked nice," I said, glancing down at my clothes.
"Not if you want to get laid," Emma said, matter-of-factly.
Tasha laughed and hooked her arm around both Emma and me.
"Come on, girls, let's go find Lucy."
"Ugh, not you too, Tash," I groaned, giving her a pleading look.
She dragged us out, and we were on our way to the club.
We arrived at Vybz Club, and honestly, it was living up to its name. The place was packed with people, some dancing against each other, others jumping to the beat of the music.
Okay, Ria, relax and try to have fun.
"Alright, girls, let's hit the bar and grab some drinks!" Emma shouted over the music. We held hands and maneuvered through the crowd toward the bar.
Tasha ordered shots for us, and we quickly downed them. I ordered some food, as did Emma, but Tasha just ordered more drinks. We left the bar and started looking for a place to sit.
As we were scanning the room, some guys at a table called out to us.
"Hey, you can share our table with us!" the curly-haired guy at the end shouted.
"Oh, it's fine—"
"Sure, we'll share with you guys!" Emma cut me off, and I turned to look at her.
"What are you doing?" I leaned in to ask her.
"They're cute, and plus, you need to get laid," she said, nudging me toward them.
Just end me now. I forced a smile and thanked them for letting us share their table.
"So, you ladies having fun?" the curly-haired guy who invited us asked.
Tasha responded, "We just got here."
Oh, she definitely wants to hook up with him—she's giving him that look, and he's totally focused on her now.
There are two other guys at the table. One has dark brown hair, wears glasses, and has broad shoulders—he seems to be into Emma. Then there's the guy sitting next to me, who's kind of creepy. I swear, I felt him trying to sniff me! He has black hair with freckles around his nose. He's not unattractive, but the sniffing is seriously creeping me out.
I turned to him. "What are you doing?"
"Huh? What?" He said, giving me a clueless look.
I shifted away from him to create some space and continued eating my food.
"So, where are you from?" he asked, moving closer to me.
Please, please, God, don't make me punch anyone tonight, I silently prayed.
"I'm from here," I replied, not looking at him, hoping he'd take the hint. But nope, he didn't. He put his hand on my lap.
I jumped up from my seat, and everyone turned to look at me.
"I'm going to use the ladies' room," I said, glancing at my girls.
"You want us to come with?" Tasha asked.
"No, it's fine. I'll be right back." I didn't want to pull her away from her company, so I hurried off to find the bathroom, accidentally stepping on a few toes along the way.
I walked in, found an empty stall, did my business, and quickly washed my hands.
I remembered I had to face that creepy guy again, and I shuddered. This is exactly why I prefer staying home.
I left the bathroom and was about to head back into the crowd when someone yanked me into a corner.
"Hi, sexy." Oh no. What the actual hell is he doing?
The creep had me pinned against the wall, grinning like he'd just won a lottery.
"Please let me go," I said, trying to pull away, but he only gripped my wrist tighter.
"Oh, come on, we're here to have fun, right?" He shoved his face into my neck, sniffing me.
I think I'm going to vomit. I rammed my knee into his groin, and he doubled over, howling in pain.
"Don't you ever touch me!" I spun around to leave, but he grabbed me and pulled me back.
"Now you're asking for it!" He covered my mouth with his hand, and all I could think was, Now Emma is really going to wish she hadn't dragged me out here to get laid.