Go, go, go, go!” the drunk guys shouted.  We’ve only been here one hour and the boys were already drinking tequila from Shay’s bellybutton. No, really.  Our nickname for Shay is The Transformer.  Why? That’s exactly what happens when Shay drinks.  Normally she’s laid back and shy.  While the drink is speaking, she turns into your normal plastic party girl.  Her greatest party trick of all?  The Bellybutton Tequila Contest.  Drives the guys wild.

“Slurp it up! Slurp it up!” Shay screams while hitting the contender against the head with a carrot.  I presume she got the carrot from the kitchen because she was lying on the kitchen counter. Queasy from the smell of tequila, I turned around to go dancing.

“Oomph!” I bumped into someone and spilled my drink on his shirt.  “Oh my! I’m so sorry! I’ll clean it. I promise.”  I stuttered.

“No worries.  I didn’t like this shirt anyway.” the body replied.  I looked up and WHAM, I saw the guy I knew I was supposed to marry.  Love at first site or whatever.  I just knew.  I immediately knew he was Italian.  His curly black hair and dark eyes were a dead give away.  He had the sexiest lips I’d ever seen. Man, I’d love to kiss those I thought while eyeballing him.  His hands were still on my shoulders to keep me from falling.  He was so close, I could feel the heat coming from that Adonis-type body.

“You alright?”  he asked and smiled at me. “Did I hurt you?”

“Uhm…no” I replied trying not to attack the man and kiss him so hard that his head would spin. “I’m ok but your shirt is still ruined.”

“Oh don’t you worry.  I’ve got more at home” he joked. “I’ll just go upstairs and borrow one of Kyle’s shirts.  I’m Landon Aldridge.” He stuck out his hand and I replied “Laken Wilson.”

“Landon and Laken.  Cute.” he said and started climbing the stairs. When he saw the look on my face, he chuckled and shot me a mega watt smile.

Oh my goodness!  I’ve never had any luck with boyfriends.  I always seemed to get the psycho ones. From the guy who had a secret marijuana plantation in his room to the one who was married with two kids.  He turned out to be gay.  I know.  He shocked everybody. 

I looked around to find Hadley and saw her talking with a guy.  All of a sudden she drew back her hand and whacked him across the face. “Weirdo!” she yelled and walked over to me. 

“What was that all about?” I asked trying not to laugh. 

“He told me I reminded him of his mum then he tried to kiss me.” Hadley shuddered and took a sip of her drink.

“Hahaha! Poor us. Getting stuck with all the weirdo’s and angelic Shay’s having a good old time” I said pointing to her.

She was still lying on the counter and even more guys were slurping their drinks off her.  Shay has that effect around guys.  With her gold curls and big green eyes, she was a babe.

“Oh for Pete’s sake!  Is she still serving drinks? Come on. Let’s go save Barb Wire from herself.” Hadley said and stalked over to Shay’s drinking festival.  She started shoving the drunken boys off Shay and said: “Party’s over dudes.  Try using a bottle from now on.  The Human Shay Bar is closed.”

“Boo you suck!” the guys yelled while looking at Shay like she was a piece of steak.

“Come on Shay, Conquer of Men.” Hadley hissed at her.

I watched the two walk to the bar and order drinks.  I looked around for a place to sit.  My feet were killing me.  Bloody Hadley and her stiletto-wearing powers.  I found a sofa that had seen better days.  I fell onto it and looked at my mutilated feet. 

“Nice shoes, puppet” I heard someone say.  I looked up and there he was.  The same stunning man with a different shirt.  “Oh ah thanks.  They’re killing me though.”

He sat next to me and cocked his head to the left and smiled at me.  I started blushing from my head to my broken toes.  “What?” I whispered.

“Nothing.” He replied. “I’m just looking at you. Do you want to take a walk outside?”

“Sure” I said and followed him.