Silver

Chapter 1

^ McHottie(Karl Kugelmann🥵)

Come on! I yell to myself as I wait to take another step in the line. How long does it take to check an ID and stamp a hand! I feel like I've been waiting in this line forever, but in reality it's only been like three minutes. But that's how I am, impatient. Slowly, I inch to the front of the line.

"ID?" I dig out my fake ID and hand it to Steve. Since I come here every weekend and occasional weekdays, he barely looks at it then stamps my hand. Finally, I can take care of this headache. I zig-zag through the crowd to the bar.

"What can I get you?" The bartender asks without looking at me. Well, that's rude.

"Whatever's the strongest." He turns around and does his thing.

"Here you g-go, beautiful." He says finally looking at me. He hands me my drink and I walk to my corner, sipping my drink on the way. Yep. Definitely the strongest.

I watch all the drunk girls fall all over the all to aware men. This is how it always goes. The guys buy the girls drinks, get them drunk, then take them home. Every night. Same men, but different women.

They have tried with me but it didn't work, so they have just leave me be. Well besides Zake. He's a usual just like me. Every night he tries to buy me a drink and sometimes-when I'm bored- I let him, and other times I don't.

But whether I let him or not he still sticks around. I've gotten used to his company and we're pretty good friends now. Speaking of the devil.

"So what is the lovely Miss Carmen feeling like tonight?" I look at the blond haired boy.

"Like she needs another one." I motion to the now empty glass in my hand.

"Coming right up." He takes the cup from my hand and walks off. I watch the girls stare when he passes them. Sure he's attractive with his blond hair and green eyes. The muscles that show through his shirt and his amazing jaw line, but I would never hook up with him. I consider him as a friend and a friend only. He has trouble coming to terms with that sometimes.

I look around the room for someone to hook up with and find two blond and petite girls glaring at me. They must have been his last victims.

I spot a guy and man is he HOT! His brown hair laid perfectly and his body!!! Zake came back right before I got up to go talk to him.

"There's a new bartender tonight." He hands me my drink and I take it still watching the other guy.

"Really. Didn't notice." I say barely paying attention as I watch McHottie go to the bar. Zake waves his hand in front of my face.

"Earth to Carmen." I look at him. "Who are you looking at? Let me be your wingman." I was about to tell him when McHottie went off with another girl. Sure most girls would still go after him, but I'm not a slut. She can have him.

"No one. Lets get rid of this headache shall we." I tip back the rest of the mind numbing liquid.

"That's some strong stuff. Do you want to get drunk?" I already felt a slight buzz but my headache wasn't gone yet.

"I just want to get rid of this headache, so if that means getting drunk then let's drink. But no funny business, sir." He takes my cup before I can ask and goes back to the bar. He's so nice sometimes.

I wonder if he remembers what tomorrow is? I went over to his house last year to celebrate. Although it's not really celebrating. It's more like lets get totally wasted kinda day.

He finally comes back with three glasses. He sits the glasses down on the table and slides two to me.

"So you coming over to my place tomorrow, or am I coming to yours?" He remembered! This is why I stick with him.