Turquoise.

My new favorite color and the best place of employment for a student.

A great place to ‘meet’ people late at night.

Good times…very good times. I love it. I’ve met some really interesting people here and have seduced many women into the employee bathrooms. It’s not that it takes much. I mean hey, you can never go wrong with free drinks and special ‘VIP’ treatment.

Plus, my killer looks never hurt anyone – physically that is.

But besides all that, there is this one girl that I’ve had my eye on for almost two months. Every Friday night when the doors open at 10 PM she’s here, til the lights are switched on at 3 AM to kick everyone out and close up. She’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen but there’s something about her makes me nervous and jittery – and I never get that way around a woman, ever.

I’ve got to have this girl.

There have only been two encounters that hardly count as time to make my lust for her known. Both accidental and I make myself pretty much invisible as soon as a there’s a possibility she’ll notice me. Once, while I was returning from emptying the overflow of trash in the back she passed with a few girlfriends heading into the restroom yelling obscenities. The other, she slipped on a patch of floor that had just been mopped near the entrance and I caught her arm. Most times I’d make sure the person was okay but I quickly scurried away when my stomach flipped and I felt a jolt in my hand from the touch point of her elbow. I made sure to refresh her drink that was spilled. I sent it over to her, care of another bartender and made sure to avert my gaze, slightly ducking when she was informed of who sent her the drink. I don’t know what it is about her that makes me so flustered, maybe it’s the chase.

Okay maybe I’d have to make myself known to her to consider her as a chase but it’d probably be a waste of time.

Why? You ask.

My beautiful eye candy comes in here every weekend with a group of the snottiest people I’ve ever seen in my life and on her arm is the biggest douche bag of all, Aiden Dennison. Everyone knows Aiden around here. He grew up here and his family is well know for all of the charitable work his parents and grandparents have done but he is a far stretch from what I would call hospitable. Any time I’ve encountered him he comes across as a pompous ass, throwing his money around and groping anything with legs and a vagina in between them.