The Nerd

Its More I Want This

I shrugged and picked up the glass. I furrowed my eyes at it. I've never done a shot before I heard you just throw them back though so, don't let it sit in your mouth like a drink, just throw it back and let it flow through your throat.

I brought the glass to my lips and threw my head back, letting it go straight down my throat. I swallowed as I set the now empty glass down.

Looks like shots are gonna my new forte.

I smile to myself as the bartender sets down my second drink. He smiles at me and I go to say something but, before I can he turns to Tessa and smiles brightly at her. I furrow my eyebrows as Tessa glances at him with a shy smile and blushes.

He raises his eyebrows and smirks with a chuckle. Tessa immediately grins and they start a conversation. I look away with a frown and down at my drink. I pick up the little black straw and stir it around causing the ice to clatter against each other.

I pick up the glass, taking a long sip out of the straw and swallowing, pulling the drink from my lips. I sigh and look back over to see Tessa and the bartender getting quite comfortable with a very heated flirting conversation. My eyebrows furrow in anger and I turn looking at my glass as I slam it down on the counter. Tessa and bartender dude quickly snap their heads up towards me, I look up, smiling innocently.

"Tessa, wanna go dance?" I ask, with a little plead to my voice as I stir my straw anxiously.

Tessa looks between the bartender and me and smiles sweetly at the bartender before turning to me, "Sure."

I smile as she turns around, walking towards the living room. I pick up my drink and smirk at the confused looking bartender and he immediately smirks back. I smile in triumph and sway my hips as I walk out of the kitchen and follow Tessa to the living room.

We walk in the middle of the room surrounded by other people who are dancing. I start swaying my hips as Don't Tell Nobody blares through the speakers. I sip at my drink as me and Tessa laugh and dance.

A lot of songs later, a few drinks, sore feet and here I am, making my way back to the bar. I'm not sure where Tessa went she disappeared in the crowd with a boy.

I push open the kitchen door and walk up to the bar, setting my drink down. Bartender guy turns around as he wipes out a glass. I lean against the counter and look at him.

"What's your name?" I ask, with curiosity.

He chuckles, setting the glass down, "Max." He says.

I smile, "Max." I say, to myself as it rolls off my tongue perfectly.

"What about you?" He ask.

I smirk, "My names Samantha."

He smiles, "Pretty name."

"How many girls have you used that line on?" I joke.

He laughs, "To many to count," he says, wiping out another glass.

I laugh, "It's ok, your looks cover up your player ways." I joke.

He stops wiping the glass and smirks down at me.