I was in a huge club. I didn't usually go clubbing. I liked it a lot, but I hardly ever went. My and my best friend were dancing our best, and I had the best feeling right now. I turned my head to the side looking towards the bar, and I had to double take. Tony Perry, and Mike Fuentes were maybe ten feet away from me.
I told my best friend I'd be back, and walked towards the bar. This was my test. If the boy didn't bite I'd usually leave them alone. This club was huge. I mean giant. So my excuse was plausible. It depended on his reaction though.
I walked through all the throngs of people, and stopped when I got to tony and mike. I 'bumped' into tony, and turned too him actually blushing even though I didn't usually blush. "I'm so sorry! I sort of lost my way, and I don't remember which way the bar is! Could you show me?!" I said with just enough fake innocence. It was so loud I had to yell. Tony nodded, and then looked at mike gesturing towards the bar before gently taking my hand, and showing me towards the bar.