First, it would start with me obsessing over what to wear and finally
deciding on the v-neck black sweater and grey miniskirt combo. I love
that outfit so much. After that, since I'm always on time, I am ready
before the doorbell rings. It does and there stands the 4 most handsome
men all in suits. Jeff and Drew each take an arm and lead me to the
stretch limo they ordered especially for me. Nick and Justin get in
first and then jeff helps me in. Sigh! We go to dinner, where we are
stared at. We hear comments of "some chicks just have all the luck", and
Nick starts to laugh. Justin elbows him and Drew apologizes. I quickly
respond "I'd do the same thing".
After dinner, we go to a dance club in NYC that I adore called
"Culture Club". (Sorry, kids, have to be 21 to get in). After dancing to
some great songs for 3 hours, we laugh at some of the strangest pickup
lines we heard that night. Then, this guy, who had a little too much to
drink, comes over and insists that I go home with him. Drew decides to
defend me and says "She's with me!" The guy then says "well, I don't see
a ring on her finger, so you're lying". This other guy then walks over
and says "Here, take this. Your girlfirend adores you more than mine
does". Inside the box is an engagement ring, and Drew puts it on my
finger. It fits well and the first guy walks away with the second. Nick
comments "Yup, all first dates should go like this". Jeff just smiles
and replies" Guess she likes Drew best of all". Drew grins and I kiss
him.
We then leave the club and go to my apartment. My roommate, who made
jokes earlier about me running away to Vegas with them, spots the ring
and says "Hello, I was only kidding". I just smile and explain what
happened. Drew then replies "No. Let's go to Vegas!" I agree, we get
married and live happily ever after.
Ok, so that may not be how it would happen, but I have to remember my reading audience. Sorry, kids. D.
