Boy and Girl

Shy Club Boy:

Setting: Dance club in LA

Ricky wouldn’t be described as a party animal. He just wanted to stay home and play World of Warcraft on his laptop. Yet, his friends wanted him to get laid so that their group could be more “complete.” You see, Ricky was still a virgin. Twenty years old to add insult to injury in their eyes. While Ricky didn’t mind it at all, his friends found it downright embarrassing. They sought to fix this faux pas.

So they came up with a plan for his twenty-first birthday. And here begins our story.

Ricky looked at his pink lemonade as he sat alone at the bar. Why am I even here?, He thought. He looked around the glitter ball of a club. The gamer spotted his friends all over the club flirting with hotties in their late teens. Ricky rolled his eyes to himself.

Oh that’s right! They kidnapped me here!, he thought. All the guy wanted to do was go home for his birthday and play D&D online. The evening started out normal for him. Ricky finished up his tech support job for the day, bid his boss a good night, and walked out the door to the parking lot. When he got out to his car, however, someone grabbed him from behind and put a black hoodie over his face. The man yelped aloud as he struggled to get away, but the assailant proved to be too powerful and shoved him into the van. Ricky sat up and looked around in a panic. Four guys sat in the van with Regan masks on. The smell of bourbon in the interior made Ricky’s head swim.

“What do you want from me?!?” he wailed. “If it’s money that I’ll…” His kidnappers laughed.

“Money?” the driver asked. “We don’t want your money!” The IT guy looked around trying to piece together what was happening.

“Then… what do you want?” he asked. The men laughed again.

“Happy birthday, man!” the driver said. Ricky blinked at that statement.

“Huh?” he asked. The kidnappers took their masks off. Their confused friend had a puzzled look on his face.

“John? Simon? Tommy? Will?” he asked. His friends all laughed aloud.

“Happy birthday!” Simon, the driver, said again.

“Happy birthday!” the other guys said. Ricky fought back his disapproval.

“What are you guys doing?” he asked.

“Kidnapping you to your birthday party,” Will answered. Ricky squinted through his silver-framed glasses.

“What?!?” he asked. “Why?!?”

“You need to get out man!” John yelled as he roughed up his friend’s hair.

“Yeah!” Tommy agreed.

“So, you’re kidnapping me?!?” Ricky yelled.

“It’s for your own good, man!” Simon replied. Ha! He wished. Ricky sighed to himself again. Not like they would listen anyway. Ricky was never a wild man like they were. Simon, John, Tommy, and Will were all just a bunch of party animals since high school. Ricky on the other hand just stayed home and studied.

It’s funny how they all became friends. Ever since Ricky could remember, they all protected him like a little brother. They never asked for anything in return. When high school came around, they tried to make Ricky more sociable. So far, all of their attempts failed. But not tonight, not if they could help it.

Ricky sighed to himself again. Looks like he had no choice but to stay here. Oh well, might as well try and enjoy his entrapment. There’s nothing for me here tonight, he thought. They know that, but why do they insist on putting through all of this crap?

That’s when he saw her.

Ricky looked further down the bar over his drink and spotted an angel. The light pink lights drew him further into her. Damn, she was fine! Her white blonde hair came down to her high back. Ricky’s eyes followed her curves many times. Her white pants highlighted shapely thighs just like the silver chain did around her waist. This woman didn’t have huge boobs, but they did just fine to look at. She twirled her hand in her fingers as she waited for her drink. Ricky stared on at her with red cheeks.

I want her…, he thought. Something finally clicked on in his head. So this is what my friends have been trying to get me to see, the man thought. Ricky began planning his future with this angel in the neon club lights flashing on her. He wanted to date her. He wanted to marry her. He wanted her to be the mother of his children. He wanted to be between her legs. He wanted to tell her he loved her.

Ricky set down his drink. I’m going over!, he thought. The geek rose to his feet and pushed his way over to his potential soul mate. The woman looked up to see the IT nerd smiling at her.

“Hi,” he said.

“Hey,” the woman said.

“My name’s Ricky.”

“I’m Chelsea.”

“Oh, you’re English?”

“That’s right.” Chelsea turned to him with a little smile. This could be fun after all, she thought. She set down her drink next to his hand.

“Say, you doing anything else tonight?” she asked. Ricky shook his head with a bright red face.

“N-No!” he said in a yelp. Chelsea smiled and gave him a little kiss on the lips. Ricky kissed her back like a teenage boy. The angel slowly drew back just a couple of inches from him.

“That was my first kiss in years,” he whispered, breathlessly.

“Really?” the woman whispered. Ricky nodded wordlessly. Chelsea’s full pink-red lips curved into a smile.

“Want to get out of here?” she asked.

“Yes ma’am!” he whimpered. Chelsea lightly took his hand.

“You’re so formal,” she whispered. “Just relax.” Ricky nodded with a loss of words on his tongue. The woman smiled as she grasped onto his hand with firm grasp.

“Follow me tonight,” Chelsea whispered. She pulled him off of the bar stool and led him all the way out of the club. Ricky just let her lead him like a little puppet on strings.