Ain't Your Regular Girlfriend

EVENING; After a long moment of battling with myself of not calling or texting Steven, whom I just got off the phone minutes ago, I finally won and tossed off my phone as I fall back on the bed with my legs resting on the wall, as I continued looking up at the dazzling light bulbs pondering how my day was and why It suddenly felt strange after Clara had left hours before Magritte and I shopped for the camping trip.

She (Clara) said she had something important to do at home, which was weird because we planned tho shopping together and then she suddenly withdrew, leaving me totally puzzled at her sudden change of mind, mood and she suddenly became a total stranger when I mentioned my friends back at London, especially Becca my favorite who has been making promises of visiting New York.

It is normal to miss one's friends, isn't it? But I still can't figure out why the mood swings then I held onto the most convincing thought among all that she might also be missing someone special in her life.

It wasn't a minute after getting out of the shower that my phone vibrated, a message from Thompson... A Friendly one indeed. It says...; Bitch, meet me at PORCARO'S CLUB, Got a d.i.c.k for you. I chuckled and without a second thought, I was already in front of the mirror, in a high-waisted miniskirt with a sleeveless v-neck cropped top and a T.h.i.g.h-high boots. for seconds I continued staring at myself in the mirror, tugging at the top that looks a little tighter than I remembered... Guess the day won't end in boredom after all.

I didn't want to look overdressed, so I applied only an eyeliner __making the lines more visible as I pressed the powder brush into the skin under my eyes and then in a line from the forehead, down the bridge of my nose to the chin, I place the brush back and looked closer in the mirror, my lined eyes were perfect for the night, so were the braids I had on, I love wearing my hair in braids... Braids are kinda cute. I'd replied when Clara asked why I love wearing them that way. I smiled as I softly touched my lips while applying lip balm on them, remembering how it felt to have Steven's lips on them... I blushed and bit them softly.

Wait! What the f.u.c.k! Lara, when was the last time you've ever felt a kiss to be such a big deal! I gasped and gaped, at the same time not ever wanting to imagine Steven's look when he finds out that I was going to the same club as the other time he happened to run into me with the tattooed dude. I shoved off the thought and the cold feelings and refused to let it change my mood as I bit my lips and was ready to go and have some chilling fun, with the d.i.c.k Thompson's got for me. I smiled and picked my phone and car keys that were lying on the bed. "Off to go, baby girl,". I glanced back once more in the mirror before dashing off.

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A few minutes later, I was at the building! I drove and parked in the parking space and honked at the two figures who seem to not be able to keep their hands off each sitting on Thompson's car, he told me earlier that he'd wait for me there but he didn't mention he's got a company who also happened to be a dear friend ironically.

I smiled as I dazzled my way to where they were sitting. "Hello, you twos". I said and twisted my lips as I felt Thompson's eyes suddenly on me as he swallowed hard. "Men you look super hot". He winked and rolled out his tongue as Milana smacked him on the shoulder, pulling him with her. She rolls her eyes, smirked at me and walked off while Thompson leads the way into the building. Guess, the fun might be a little suspenseful, I shrugged as I followed on.