Post by EMMA RACHEL MORESCO on Jun 17, 2011 23:15:43 GMT -5
Creation shows me what to do
I'm dancing on the floor with you
And when you touch my hand
I go crazy, yeah
Emma sighed as she stared at her iphone. She bought the latest the phone she could get. Em was waiting for someone to text her about a party. She had an outfit she was dying to wear. She couldn't wait to drink and flirt with all the boys. She just wanted to take a boy home and have a good time. She didn't want anything serious with a boy. She remembered when she woke up the next morning once, the boy was still there. He thought that they were boyfriend or girlfriend. She felt bad breaking his heart but she was known as being a heartbreaker. In school, she was considered a plastic though. It didn't matter that she broke the hearts. She was an airhead and her family was rich so she had money. That made her a plastic. She could never figure out how but it just did.
Em put on some makeup then finally her phone began to vibrate. It was a text message from her best friend, Sofia. It said that everyone was going clubbing. She grinned as she texted back to her friend saying she would see them there. She grabbed her black, strapless dress and pair of black heels and headed toward the bathroom. She couldn't wait to get to the club. She wondered how many guys would hit on her. Most likely, all of the boys there would hit on her. Last time she went clubbing, she ended up dancing with five guys. She had so much fun that night. She had a threesome with two other guys.
Em was considered to be a slut. She knows she is but she doesn't go off stealing boyfriends, so that made her not a huge slut like her friend Fiona. She wasn't sure if she could consider Fiona to be a friend. Fiona was such a bitch. If Em ever did get a boyfriend or girlfriend, Fiona would try to sleep with them. Em didn't know what she would do if Fiona slept with them. Fiona didn't care what gender they were, she would slept with them. The only time Em knew that Fiona didn't sleep with them was with anyone that rejected her. She wouldn't go off trying to impress anyone. Sometimes Emma wondered if Fiona could ever hold down a relationship.
Emma could never hold down a relationship. Part of it was because she didn't believe in love. Her parents hated each other. The only reason they got together because they wanted a child. Plus their parents forced them. Her parents had three children but they were in the process of getting divorced. While she was growing up, her parents were always fighting. They never paid much attention to their children. That's how Emma turned out to be a slut but also not that smart. Her younger siblings weren't that much different from her. They were a bit smarter than her but not that much smarter. She knew her brother would end up in an Fratunity and her sister would end up in the Sorority. Her siblings were quite popular at school.
She finished putting getting ready and headed out the door to her car. Emma drove the most beautiful red vipor. She couldn't understand why they stopped making it. They were so expensive but so cool looking. She had her daddy buy her one. She pulled into the clubbing parking lot and parked. She slammed the door and rushed to the entrance. The bouncer glanced at her ID and nodded. When she entered the club, the music bounced off the walls. She headed toward the bar and sat at the stool.
"What would you like?" the bartender asked her.
"Screaming orgasm please," she responded. The bartender nodded as he mixed the drink for her.
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