Miss Movin On (162 views)

Amy’s Outfit

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Some people called her a bitch for what she’d done to Mason. Amy wasn’t oblivious to the rumors being spread about her at this very moment. She was well-known throughout the school for pairing people up, and for being notoriously flirty and romantic and in a healthy and committed relationship with a nice guy. But suddenly they’d broken up and rumors about her being seen at the nightclub with another guy caught fire. Amy barely had time to think and right now the only people who talked to her without giving her mean jabs or scoffs were her three best friends. Everyone else just assumed she was a cheated and Amy guessed they weren’t wrong. She felt bad about being so cruel but that didn’t stop her from going to the night club one night in a skirt that showed off her long legs and a loose top that showed off her midriff. She ordered a screwdriver from the bartender and downed it, needing way more than this if she was going to get through the night. All around her were the jabs of judgmental rumors she used to spread herself, and in every man she saw, she saw Mason. She needed more alcohol to get him out of her head.

She ordered another drink, but this time, got a vodka shot. She looked at it, and turned to her side. There was a cute guy who sat down not too long ago, ordered a screwdriver, and looked entranced by a woman beside him. But there was something familiar about him... and it wasn’t until he turned towards the bartender that she saw his profile.

”Club President, remember me?” She purred out, after downing her shot and demanding another. She was already tipsy, her lips pulled back into a too-easy grin and her shirt purposefully tugged down to expose a generous amount of cleavage. ”I think my application is still pending.”

Talking to him here, Amy realized the reason she wanted to talk to Declan in the first place. He was a flirt obviously, very experienced – he was too cocky not to be. But he wasn’t like Chad, a loveable oaf. He was smoother with his words and unlike Chad she actually found him attractive. Before she’d only been flirting, but after the conversation she’d had with Mason... where he admitted to not telling her about some girl who liked him for years... made her angry. She was angry, and Declan was hot. He wanted to know if it was just flirting? It was at the time. But now she had no intention of stopping it. She hadn’t slept with a man other than Mason in years. She was itching to try something new. She crossed one leg over the other, trying to will down the tingle that thought sent throughout her body.

”Well, maybe you should look again. This is my follow-up.” She said. She purposefully leaned a little closer to him, emphasizing her breasts, giving him a look at her cleavage as she tossed her curls over her shoulder. ”You see, I’ve got nothing to do now. My boyfriend just broke up with me. So I’m bored, and looking for something to do with my time... if you’ll still have me for your club, Mr. President.”