As I stood with my back against the cold pebbled dash wall I began to think. I was the only one of my friends that was single. I took a sip of my cold glass of Fosters that I held in my left hand. I held my cigarette in my right. I slowly sucked the tip of my cigarette and blew the smoke out in to the cold air. Why am I single? Surely I am not badly dressed? I looked down at myself. I wore a blue checkered shirt with black skinny jeans and high top shoes that were white. Maybe it was because I smoked? Nah! All girls liked the bad boy type. I sweeped my blonde hair from my eye and looked up and down thestreet. The music from the bar I had come out of wasblaring. There were plenty of girls in the bar but none were my type. They were wearing more makeup and clothes and just seemed to fake for my liking. Was I ever going to find the perfect girl? I had my own flat just a few blocks away and I had my own car. It is a small white golf. It was a bit wrecked but it got me somewhere. I had a job working in a bar on a weekends and I lived on my own with my pet husky Alba. I finally wanted to settle down after my years of partying. I was only 25 and I feel like I am throwing my life away. Ahh well! Good things come to the ones who wait. . . Right?
As I blew the rest of my cigarette smoke out in to the air, I threw it on to the floor and put it out with my foot. I looked at my watch. 1:00am , hmm it is getting late. I turned around and opened the pub door and headed back inside to the bustle of crazy drunk girls and guys. I looked around. My friend Christian waved at me from the corner of the room. He had bought me a drink and had placed it to where I was sat earlier.
"Come over here!" He shouted over the music. I gently maneuvered in and out of people and finally got to my seat. As I sat down I realizedhe had already made some new friends.
"Max. This is Lilly, Amy and Monica.!" He shouted over the music. He had his arm around Lilly. She had long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She looked uncomfortable in Christians grasp. She wore a long pink dress and had her matching pink handbag gripped tightly on her lap. Amy was really not my type. She had her brown hair curled to the side and her face was full of makeup. Her lips looked like they were constantly pouting and she wore a very revealing low cut top with jeans. And Monica. She didn'tseem into all this drinking business and had a small glass of coke on the table. She had red bobbed hair and green eyes. She wore a tight blue dress and was looking over awkwardly at me staring.
"They live local" Christian mumbled in my ear. I just smiled and nodded. I took a sip of my pint and started back at these three girls.
"You look fit" Said Amy as she licked her pink pouted lips and took a sip of what looked like a cocktail. I looked around the room nervously.
"Uhh, thanks."I said. Itriedto change the subject.
"Arnt you drinking tonight?"I asked the girl with the bobbed hair.
"No. I have to drive these two home and myself to work in the morning."She said quickly. Oh. She really didn't want to talk to me! Well.
"We are going home together tonight arnt we Amy?" Christian said nodding in the direction of Amy and winking. She smirked a little and adjusted her top so her breasts were now showing even more.
"Whatever you say honey" She said and winked. I giggled. Christian was a womanizer. He could get any girl crawling at his feet if he wanted to. He had spiky black hair and wore glasses from time to time. He was wearing a light blue shirt and jeans and had a tattoo going from his wrist and spiraling up his arms with different colours and pictures. Christian loves his ladies. He liked them every shape,colourand form. He hadn'tsettled down in a while after him and his girlfriend broke up. They had a huge argument over money issues and she left him. I don't really know the full story but all I know it was something to do with being in debt. Christian quickly glugged the rest of his pint and burped. "Lets go then ladies!" He said standing up.
"Ill catch you tomorrow man" He said and got up from the table and left with the three girls. I sat there on my own and just looked around the bar. There was no girl there that took my liking. I twiddled my thumbs as I sat on my own. Until I heard a voice.
" Been left on your own?" It said in such a sweet feminine voice. I quickly looked up and I was blown away with what I saw.