Lulu

It's late, and you're out at some hyped up club. You have a massive headache, from all the drinking and music, but you kinda like it, in a way. Your friends forced you to come here, because they all had girlfriends, and you didn't. Hey, even you hoped maybe you'd be able to find some form of love tonight. Temporary, long-term, it didn't matter to you. You'd just never had the courage to actually try before, even though you've liked people. And hell, you're beautiful too, and people have liked you, but you were too afraid to go into a relationship, so you played it cool. Deep down, it hurt. Really hurt. You knew that even if you did get the chance, you'd still be an idiot and pass the opportunity to get yourself into a relationship up. And you wish you could tell yourself you were trying, but you aren't. All this shit running through your head made your headache worse, so you went to get another drink. You just grabbed some punch, and some ice, and boom. Simple but tasty. You saw a girl coming over. She was damn beautiful, in your eyes. She poured a drink for herself, and looked at you. "Enjoying the view? You're staring." She giggles, and you realize you are staring, which makes you a little nervous. Now, this might be your chance.