Call me a stalker, I don't care. All I knew was there was no way I was going to let Ann out-hotify me; NO WAY. Luckily for me, Kare had set up a random hook up date with the pretty red headed boy she had met at Evan's party a few weeks ago. The guy was ga-ga about her but she insisted he wasn't her type. But, since she loves me slash owes me for that one time I pretended that I had been the one that farted on a double date we went on because she really liked the guy thus MY date lost interest in me completely and he might have been the love of my life, she agreed on calling up red head. That way we'd have a reason to actually be up at Veecos along with Evan's group. Teehee. With my secret sneaky spy ways (Lauri's big mouth) I found out that Evan worked up at Veecos as a DJ, which is hot. Not the entire night though so he'd be hanging out with us after eleven. That is when I would show up all glamorous Fergie style and then drop kick his mouth open and leave in a flurry of sexiness...or something. All the while leaving Ann behind looking like a mud doll left out in a rainstorm of monkey poop. Cue evil, and insane, laughter.
"You are so pathetic."
"But in a hot way right?" Kare left her finger filing to look up at me from her position of lying on my bed. Currently, I was in my silk black bra and panties.
"If you go like that you can kiss our platonic friendship goodbye." I made kissy faces at her. Kare was all glammed up in a flirty white swish skirt that ended just below her ass and an electric purple halter vest; her short white blond hair sticking out of two stubby pigtails wildly. She always looked hot while I always looked like a nanny. I knew Ann had said something about a hot outfit or something though so I was trying to cook up something slutty. By the time we arrived at Veecos Kare had spanked my ass and pinched my boobs more times than a pervy old non-related uncle would have.
"You are SUCH a tease. I would feel bad for Evan if I had any emotions at all." I wore a tight black mini-mini skirt and a super tight raspberry colored cardigan with short sleaves and a few buttons left purposefully open around my boobs. It was also the first time I was able to wear my raspberry stilettos with the silver heels. But because I'm SO ridiculously a five year old, I found myself extremely nervous. Kare had to slap my nails out of my mouth a few times.
"Stop that."
"Sorry."
We walked into Veecos very nonchalantly, or, at least Kare did. I walked in wondering when the hell Veecos had gotten so popular and also wondering where the courage I had earlier had gone to die. We walked over to the bar on the first floor and grabbed some vodka tonics and then I followed Kare upstairs where she said we were meeting everyone; the DJ booth was upstairs as well. I pushed my shoulders back to seem less hunchback of Notre Dame as we neared the table. To my absolute horror Ann didn't seem the only hottie competing for Evan sex buddy rights. It was a round large table in the corner, and currently it was inhabited by pretty red head boy, Ann, Farah, Lauri, and an extra person that made the entire female population at Veecos look like a flurry of ugly step sisters. She looked like a mix of Japanese and something else. She had porcelain skin and long, straight, silky black hair that reached just above her hips. She had on a black strapless dress that ended mid-thigh; it was classy and sexy all at once. She had bright hazel eyes and pouty little lips. Her legs were long and lean and her arms defined but feminine. She was petite and shorter than me and I suddenly felt like a soggy, lanky, awkward giraffe. I almost did myself a favor and ended my own life right then and there.
"Where the fuck did the Lucy Liu clone come from?" I screeched/whispered to Kare as we neared the table.
"Woah damn, she's gorgeous." A bowling ball landed deep in my stomach. I hated that Kare thought she was gorgeous. If Kare thought someone was gorgeous then they were; no ifs ands or buts about it. I mentally waved goodbye to my thinking myself hot for the night.
"Hey Kare." Came the read heads very enthusiastic welcome; he jumped out of his seat to greet her and everything.
"Ahuh." Came Kare's reply.
"Here, I saved you a seat." He said as he sat down again and pointed at the ONE empty seat at the table.
"I didn't think you were going to bring other people." He said not so kindly as he glanced at me. I felt very much like Britney Spears at a PTA meeting. Not only had I lost any and all courage about myself and my appearance, but also, what the FUCK was I doing here? Forcing Kare to come here all so I could...do what exactly? Make Ann look less hot in Evan's eyes? Could I BE more mentally handicapped and VAIN? And then what the fuck? Like there weren't four other fucking girls sitting here? Like one more extra was SUCH an inconvenience? Fucking idiot monster looking jerk. What kind of sissy boy has red hair anyways? What the fuck is THAT about?
"Well I did so do you want to make a dramatic scene about it or do you want to be a fucking gentleman and get my friend a fucking chair?" Kare to the rescue as usual. I felt a bit better knowing she didn't respond kindly to anyone treating me rudely or negatively; that was reserved for her. The boy looked a little surprised but responded by getting up to fetch me a chair.
"Sit in his seat." Kare said as she pushed me slightly in the direction of the guy's ex-chair. I wasn't about to argue with her. She had just rescued me from re-living eating alone in the bathroom in high school. She could have told me to get naked and jump around like a toad and I would have. Once the boy returned Kare turned her back to him and began talking to me through our secret body language code. She shifted in her seat and tossed her head to the left like a horse before bringing it back to face me and roll her eyes. That meant she didn't like our company. I agreed by scratching my cheek with a grin. Then she pulled on her ear lobe and cleared her throat: this is awkward. I responded by recrossing my legs, taking a sip of my drink, and licking my lips: I'm an idiot. She laughed, gaining everyone at the table's attention. I suppose it was a bit awkward for Kare to laugh since nobody had actually said anything.
"Omigosh, Liv when did you get here? I didn't even see you." Lauri said kindly. My cupcake triplets hadn't seen me because all of their attention had been on the DJ booth, where I hadn't looked towards yet because I'm ugly and look even uglier sitting next to Lucy Liu. That thought had me wondering who the fuck she was. Was she here for him? Was she his date? Was she his girlfriend? Were they having sex? Was he charmingly chasing after her while she acted like she didn't enjoy it? Did she get to see that look he got when he was amused by something she did? Did he care about her?
"Liv?"
"Oh, what?"
"I said isn't Van an amazing DJ?" Ann asked. I wasn't really paying attention to the music, it sounded like most DJ mixes, a mess of a lot of things happening all at once. But when I did actually start to listen I found it entrancing and it made my heart speed up a bit for some strange alien reason.
"Yeah. He is." It went on like this for an hour or so. Random comments or questions directed at me by my girls, Kare ignoring any attempts by red head (who's name I found out is Greg, SUCH a red head name) to start a conversation with her. I would have felt bad for him had he not been the anti-christ. The Lucy Liu doll however, was completely silent. She didn't make eye contact with anyone at the table, and, in fact, her eyes stayed looking towards the DJ booth (where I still hadn't looked because I'm wimpy like that), a little smile on her lips. I was growing more and more angsty as eleven o' clock neared. What I really wanted to do was just go home. I wanted to curl up in my bed fetal style and watch stupid movies on my laptop. I never wanted to see Veecos, or Lucy Liu doll, or Greg, or Evan ever again. I had never felt so insecure in my entire life and yet here I was practically drowning in my own self hate. All these negative thoughts had taken a toll on my mood and as our waitress landed another vodka tonic down in front of me getting sloshed was sounding better and better.
11: 03 PM
I was about to puke I was so angsty...literally.
"I'll be back." I said to Kare as I stood up on wobbly legs and pushed my way towards the bathrooms. Once in a stall I didn't puke; I took deep breaths, which was nasty because bathrooms smell like...bathrooms. And then, once in front of the mirror I washed my hands and did creepy faces into the mirror. I know that's weird but my creepy faces have helped me out of a lot of bad moods. I took in my light eyes, my upturned nose, my wide mouth. My mom calls me and my brother her Siamese cats because of our feline features. We used to sing the song that the Siamese cats sing in Lady and the Tramp when we were younger and I talked like them for an entire year before my mom said I had to stop because my teachers were getting worried. I stepped out of the bathrooms and started towards the balcony for a cigarette. I didn't have any but I figured someone out there would let me bum. It was a nice night despite the soap opera of a situation I had placed myself in. I walked out and searched for someone to be my lone smoker bummer person. He was in the corner, a dark haired boy, by himself. His back was to me but he was average height and had an athlete's body, I guess, a bit too jockish for my liking.
"Excuse me, can I bum a cigarette?" I asked sweetly as I tapped his shoulder. He turned around and smiled as he took his pack out of his jeans and opened it to me.
"Thanks." He lit it for me as well with a purple lighter.
"Not a problem."
"You here by yourself?" I thought I might as well pretend to give a fuck since he bummed me a ciggy and all.
"Nah, my friends just don't smoke. You?"
"I sneaked away because I could." He chuckled.
"I see." I nodded. We stood around a bit more but not awkwardly. He finished before me and sent me a 'later' as he walked off. I was in better spirits by the time I made it back upstairs, but it didn't last for very long...at all. I saw him before I even reached the table. How could I not? His white blond hair, his tall lanky frame, that ridiculously blue shirt, and the fact that Lucy Liu doll was sitting in his lap with her arms around his neck giggling also helped me spot him.