Girl with the large sunglasses (930 hits)
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Submitted by MrCoffee (View user info) at 2006-03-27 21:40:13 EST
He lingered in the corner of the nightclub, biding time, waiting for the opportune moment.
Sweaty twentysomethings bumped and danced away the night in close proximity of his target, all throwing inhibitions to the wind trying to score a mate.
But not the one He watched.
She sat on a stool near the backlit red plastic and stainless steel bar.
The light from trendy promo bottles of sugary Alco-pop reflected off Her pale skin and Her large sunglasses. Her hair was raven black, no doubt died that way, and was fluffed up and full, yet spiky in the trendy 80's-esque revival style that was inexplicably coming back into fashion.
Her hair engulfed her head, covering her ears, forehead, neck and fell slightly over the front of her enormous dark-tint sunglasses, which in turn came half way down her cheeks and obscured view of all but her mouth & chin. It was dark in this bar, yet the sunglasses remained, the cheesy chrome-gold lettering stuck on the oversized arms changing tints as the various flashing neons caught it.
He studied Her from afar, taking in every detail from Her tight black stovepipe jeans to the black & white stripe shirt with black frayed denim jacket. The array of bangles and shit on Her wrists inaudibly clattered below the thumping din of the music as she raised the sweet sugary drink to her lips, sipped barely any and placed it with a small splash back onto its ring of condensate on the bar.
As he watched from his alcove 10 paces away, the event he'd been dreading all night began to unfold. Some young lad with deep brown eyes, collar up on his baby blue polo shirt, started strutting his shit toward her. He could see the young mans head tilt side to side, trying to asses exactly what she looked like behind those enormous sunglasses. She had and attractive jaw line & lips, but for all the young man knew, it could have been Robocop under there.
Under His breath, in the alcove, He quietly tried to will the young bloke away from the potential hazard he was walking toward, hoping beyond hope some other girl, who's eyes he could see unbarred would flash him a look of interest.
But no. the young man was determined to start talking to Her.
Silently and quickly He moved from His alcove and positioned Himself nearby the girl with the large sunglasses. If anything were to happen, He would be within reach in an instant.
The young man slid onto the stool next to Her and cleared his throat.
She ignored the young man. and took another small sip from her clear fizzy drink and swizzled the ice in it with a freshly acquired, short black straw.
The young man tried again, but this time he spoke.
"Hey I noticed your drink is running a bit low there, could I get you another?
She didn't turn and face him, she remained facing forwards and replied in a voice that was void of interest:
"Double Smirnoff black with lemon and lime."
The young man momentarily winced at the pricey request, but waved the lithe blonde barmaid with kind blue eyes over to their stool.
"uhh, can I get a double lemon lime vodka and uhh, a jack a...
"Smirnoff Double Black" The girl on the stool interrupted sharply with a hint of aggression.
The young blonde behind the bar looked at the young man and smiled a sympathetic smile, He looked her in the eyes & knew she was telling him he was wasting his time.
With a look & slight shrug, he told the little barmaid that he'd begun this now, he may as well ride it out.
3 meters back, amongst the crowd of bodies, He waited. senses heightened and ready to act. The young man had almost unwittingly done it with the cocked-up drink order; She must have had a good day he thought.
The young man was determined, and handed the Girl on the stool her drink. She didn't take it from him, but nodded at the bar.
the young man mistook the gesture of "put it down" for "thanks for the drink" and stuttered out:
"Hey that's ok, any time, but uh, here, take it"
She turned to face the young man holding the drinks and moved her hand toward her large sunglasses.
From back in the crowd, He saw the movement and time slowed down.
He lunged forward just as a man carrying a jug of beer materialised in front of him from the crowd. He palmed the jug of beer out of his vision, causing it to slowly arc upwards like an amber tsunami.
As the jug's contents begun to smatter across the faces of the dancing twentysomethings, He saw He was too late, Her hand was already on the enormous sunglasses and she was lowering them as He flailed hopelessly through space.
As amber droplets fizzed into contact with His dark green jacket, He watched the young mans face turn from unsure to terror, as She looked him in the eyes over the top of the sunglasses. The young man unbalanced backwards and tripped on the stool he'd just risen from, throwing the double Smirnoff black with lemon and his Jack & Coke into the air with the descending beer.
With the momentum of 2 steps, He flew past the girl with the large dark sunglasses and landed with a muffled splash and thud in a pool of alcohol next to the young man, quickly rolling close to him and covering the young mans whole head with His dark green jacket. With his other hand, As beer, Smirnoff and bourbon rained down on them both, He reached around to the back of his belt, and quick as a flash, pulled out a small water pistol and fired it at the girl with the large sunglasses, who had begun running away from the bar. A few drops landed in the middle of her back and she screeched, arched forwards and fell on her face, smashing the large sunglasses.
Without looking back at Him and the young man, she grabbed the shattered plastic, jumped up and ran out, clutching her back.
He breathed out a sigh of relief and uncovered the young mans unconscious face.
The dancing twentysomethings all begun to crowd around & begun murmuring to each other.
He stood up, flicked some dance floor grit and spilt drink off his pants then held up his palms to the small crowd trying to gawk at the unconscious young man.
"I'm very sorry about that everyone, I uh thought this guy was in danger... If everyone wet would like a drink on me - And you sir, a fresh jug - please head to the bar & order, I will be there in just a sec."
As the twentysomethings flocked to the bar, He bent down and gently shook the young man, who's deep brown eyes flickered then opened to a squint.
"whuu...I...didn't realise..."
"Hey, its all right buddy, you're ok, no harm done."
"But why here? Was she really..."
"A Bitch? Yes. I'm afraid she was. I spotted her about a week ago & staked her out. As soon as I realised she was from the ... "High maintenance" Sect of bitches... I shadowed her, hoping to avoid or intercept such a situation like yours. Those like her are the worst kind of bitch. You're lucky....damn lucky. Once under their influence, you enter a state whereby your vision is clouded, and slowly, she would have sucked your life and friends away."
He helped the stunned and groggy young man into a nearby lounge and placed the water-pistol into his hand.
The young man looked up, "uhh, and what.... ?"
"When you were out on the floor, I covered your face with my jacket, then squirted Her with this; it's Liquid Backstab, a very rare substance, but the only thing effective against such incredible evil Bitches like the one you inadvertently just hit on."
The young man nodded.
"Shit...Thank you so much. If only I'd seen her eyes I'd have known from the start.."
"Well that's the reason they wear those fucking ridiculous size sunglasses, the eyes are the window to the soul and the eyebrows convey its message. Those glasses cover 75% of the face, that's why Bitches all wear them...umm... Olsen twins? Yeah. Exactly."
The young man looked stunned, but then realisation washed over his face like a cool shower.
"Of course" he said. "The eyes have it all."
User Reviews
Submitted by PrevertEnabler (user info) at 2006-03-28 10:45:38 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
It was a scene chick. I bet she had on leg warmers. Fucking scenesters.
Submitted by freebie (user info) at 2006-03-28 09:26:58 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
good one
Submitted by BuckeyesTHEGAME (user info) at 2006-03-28 08:47:44 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by MichelleNJ (user info) at 2006-03-28 08:16:54 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Interesting... but as everyone else said, the spelling and grammar were a bit off. Very good though.
Submitted by BranDo (user info) at 2006-03-28 08:05:08 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
good stuff!
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2006-03-28 04:50:22 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
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Submitted by ozzy (user info) at 2006-03-28 04:31:49 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
+2. I see you've been around since '03. I thought you were a n00b!
Submitted by Merlina (user info) at 2006-03-28 00:53:22 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
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Submitted by Saxon (user info) at 2006-03-28 00:04:19 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
I see you are new, you have promise as this wasnt bad. Watch your typo's and maybe use some creative imagery but do post some more.
Submitted by pen_name (user info) at 2006-03-27 23:46:18 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by Chroniclysm (user info) at 2006-03-27 22:58:36 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Pretty decent
Submitted by Benny (user info) at 2006-03-27 22:13:27 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
A Weird tale. There were a few typos in here like the died instead of dyed and the asses instead of assess.
The build up was pretty good but the end would have been better if it was more concise.
Submitted by Bigmike (user info) at 2006-03-27 22:00:27 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
I'm not so sure about this one. It's worth a read though I guess.
This has to be some kind of Freudian slip:
"Her hair was raven black, no doubt died that way"