The wide, double doors slowly opened, waking from their rest, as a figure sashayed in, relishing the dark part of the bar, staying hidden. Their eyes glowed hazel in the darkness, flicking over the drunk, populated crowd. They took a step forward, a ready hand on the dagger in their inside jacket pocket. The figure stepped a mud- colored boot that came up to the knee out into the light, then the other one until they were standing in completely in the light. It was a girl. A very attractive girl, around the age of seventeen. She had dark brown waves that flowed down to her a little past her shoulders, big, pretty hazel eyes, and a caramel skin color that practically glowed. She had full, plush lips, and a big chest that all of the men stared at.

    The beauty was wearing a cut- off dark brown leather jacket, a black v- neck that swooped down to expose an attractive cleavage, a silver charm bracelet on her left arm, dark blue skinny jeans that hugged her butt, and the boots. She released her hold on the dagger, closing the jacket around her to keep the weapon out of sight. She made her way across the dance floor, the sweaty, drunk residents there seeming to part for her, letting her pass. The girl cast an uninterested glance in the direction of the pool tables before seating herself in a chair at the bar.

She sighed softly, a sweet, but at the same time feisty sound. The bartender stared at her chest for a beat before looking into her intimidating hazel eyes of rich browns and warm greens. She gave him a smile, showing a row of straight, white, perfect teeth. "Give me a Coke, with ice, mixed with rum." She ordered, slapping a twenty on the glass counter. "As many as this twenty'll pay for." She added, smirking, before the man went to go get her drinks. Nobody usually asked her for her ID.

Something silver gleamed at the beginning of her cleavage; a necklace. In silver, slanted, cursive writing was the name 'Hayley'. She blowed some air out of her lips, looking around. Nobody was sitting on either side of her, and she wanted some company. She scanned the room for someone, anyone. Hayley didn't care if it was male or female; she just wanted somebody.

(Charries up)