Poppy’s POV (Just Another
Almost Thursday Pt. 11)
Once we all got to the club, which walking in I felt totally out of place.. by the way, THANKS Noah for letting me wear a freaking pink tank top to a vamper hangout! I have things that are way more appropriate and kinky than this.. anyways.. once we walked in Noah started mackin’ on the bartender.. real classy, right? Dexter was, like all other guys in the bar mesmerized by the guitarist.. Liv had showed up, sans Evie, no surprise there, and was quite possibly flirting with both Kat and Posey, two girls we see out a lot when we’re partying. I swear that girl looses all her senses once she gets some alcohol in her system.
“See anyone you like?” Teagan whispered in my ear, “cos’ I think I’m really liking the cutie in the blazer’s style!”
“The one with the awesome sleeve tats?” I asked and she nodded, “That’s Mark Ryder, he’s the one who did the bird on my shoulder, he works at Simply Chic as their tattoo guy. I’ll introduce you, he’s a pretty sweet guy.”
“Cute too!” Teagan added.
Once I introduced the two they began dancing and seemed to hit it off really well. Look at me, little miss cupid or something. I spotted a vampire I had met at The Lucky Simoleon Casino a few weeks ago after one of our gigs. He wasn’t too impressed by me on our first meeting.. maybe I’d have better luck this time. We were definitely the best looking in the bar.. and Dex was just a lost cause all swayin’ like a hippy to the music.
“Valentine..” I purred as I walked up to him.
“Ah, Poppy was it?"
"Oh like you don’t remember.. wanna dance?” I added a little wink in. I hated the way the pinkish red lights they were using in here made my hair look green.. This guy.. he made me feel so self-conscious. Maybe it was my pride. I wondered how I measured up to the girls he was used to dating.. I was curious about how old he was, how long he had been frozen. I wanted to pick his brain, I was jealous a little of him.. of his eternal youth.. but instead I just got a few dances, and some dirty glances from a very jealous-looking blonde, before the small band announced the bar would be closing in ten minutes. After exchanging numbers with Mark, Teagan and I grabbed Liv, who was at the time being heckled by Essie for dancing with Posey, (no doubt that Evie would know how Liv spent her night pretty soon) and we all stuffed into a cab and rode back to the house. We assumed Noah had left with the bartender.