Melanie had stopped dancing and went back to where her and her friends had set their stuff. She sat down and watched everyone dancing, when across the room she locked eyes with another pair of baby blues. She found this anonymous guy extremely hot. He was wearing black, flared, leather pants, a long but tight, light, silk, blue shirt and a leather jacket which was about an inch longer than the shirt. Melanie found her courage and got up to ask this anonymous guy to dance.
*****
"Isaac what the hell is this stuff?" Zac asked his brothers with a look on his face that was disgusted.
"Coke with vodka mixed."
"Well, it tastes like shit!" Zac replied bluntly.
"Its so you don't feel tense Zac." Ike informed his little bro "So you can get a chick."
"I don't need alcohol to get me a girl, Ike." Zac said with a macho attitude.
"Whatever, but when the hott chicks push you away, don't come crying to me."
"They won't push me away. It will be pretty hard to resist my muscular body." Zac said egotistically while he made muscles with his arms.
"Okay fine, 'Macho Boy.' Let's see you go get yourself a hott chick. Let's see what you've got!" Ike challenged.
"Fine!" Zac took in the challenge and went in search for a girl.
Isaac had his eyes glued on his little brother making sure he didn't miss him hand some random chick some money just to dance with him.
*****
Jason looked around the club. When he didn't see Melanie on the dance floor nor at the table he figured she was in the bathroom. Perfect timing to get a drink. He casually walked over to the bartender and asked him for a coke with lots of alcohol mixed in it. As the bartender was making it, Jason kept the look out just in case Melanie would have appeared out of nowhere, which she did quite often
"Here you go." The bartender said.
"Thanks." Jason replied grabbing the drink that was being held out for him. He paid the price and headed back to the empty table to drink his drink.