Genny walked into the club with skin-tight black Jean on and a tattered, yet sexy tank top on. Her honey-blonde hair fell gorgeously down to her shoulders and her green eyes sparked with a naughty glint. She strode up to the bar, her heels clacking on the ground. She sat on a stool and smiled at the bartender, "Shot of vodka... four." She shot back all four, one after the other and whooped after. She laughed happily, knowing that all eyes were on the bad girl at the counter. She wanted a fling but she wasn't going to look for one, it needed to find her.

jordan walked into the bar and noticed a girl.he walked up to her and said,"hey."

She looked up at him, [b]"Hey, I'm Mary-Jane. Her voice was slightly gravely and her smile lit up her face.

he smiled back and let his dirty blonde bangs fall over his purple eyes."i'm jordan."