Night out (open)
Apr 16, 2009 19:33:28 GMT -5
Post by Shelby Summers on Apr 16, 2009 19:33:28 GMT -5
Shelby was bored. She had written her story about the guy in court. It was actually quite good. At least she thought so. Her teacher was currently reading it. Or at least the said person was supposed to be. She sighed. She didn't really know what to do. She was alone in her dorm room for once. Felicia had gone somewhere. Shelby didn't really care that much for her room mate. Over the year she proved to be a big bitch. Shelby had confidence and was convinced that she was the pretties girl around, well because she was, but she wasn't really a bitch. She tried to be friends with everyone, but everyone seemed to be jealous of her. Felicia on the other hand had no consideration to how other people felt. Shelby had consideration for others feelings, but most of the time she didn't know what to do for them. She just let them deal with it. Besides stress gives you wrinkles. She wasn't going to let her gorgeous face get ruined by wrinkles. Disgusting is what they were. She was nothing close to disgusting. She sighed again as she looked around the room.
Shelby sat up as an idea hit her. Why she didn't thing of it earlier, she had no idea. She walked over to her closet and looked around. She picked her jean mini skirt and slid it on. She looked around at her shirts. She decided on a low cut, form fitting, black shirt. There was no design to it. She put that on and grabbed her black heels. She loved heels, even though she really didn't need them. She was tall enough to not have to wear them, but she loved the sound they made. She did her make-up and hair. It only took her about an hour to get ready. That was fast for her. She grabbed her purse, made sure that her room key was in it, and walked out the door. She was going to go enjoy a day out in the clubs. Well really a night at The Hurricane, but all the same to her. She needed to get out. She needed to do something. Not to mention she really wanted to get laid. She hoped that someone would come to her rescue at the only place around the school that she could get alcohol. She was happy when she reached the club. She went right to the counter and got her drink.
Shelby sat up as an idea hit her. Why she didn't thing of it earlier, she had no idea. She walked over to her closet and looked around. She picked her jean mini skirt and slid it on. She looked around at her shirts. She decided on a low cut, form fitting, black shirt. There was no design to it. She put that on and grabbed her black heels. She loved heels, even though she really didn't need them. She was tall enough to not have to wear them, but she loved the sound they made. She did her make-up and hair. It only took her about an hour to get ready. That was fast for her. She grabbed her purse, made sure that her room key was in it, and walked out the door. She was going to go enjoy a day out in the clubs. Well really a night at The Hurricane, but all the same to her. She needed to get out. She needed to do something. Not to mention she really wanted to get laid. She hoped that someone would come to her rescue at the only place around the school that she could get alcohol. She was happy when she reached the club. She went right to the counter and got her drink.