Ashton should have known the moment he was asked to go out clubbing it would end badly. Really. It had started as a simple invitation by a bunch of girls in his Geometry class. They asked him to come with them; when they had originally learned he was batting for the other team they seemed to warm up to him. Apparently the homosexuals make better girlfriends stereotype was still in affect. It made him pretty popular.
However, Ashton had nothing to wear for such an event. It as simply his jeans, t shirt and zip up hoodie. Oh no. Before they left the initial girls house, those chicks gave him a make over. Really...it was almost embarrassing how well Ashton could pass as a girl. High waisted, pink skirt full underneath with a petite coat, and a cute princess style shirt that covered all the way down to his wrists. Pink and white polka dot thigh highs and pink, knee high boots. He looked down right cute.
Once they made it to the club, it took 5 minutes for Ashton to get separated from the girls. It took 10 minutes for Aston to give up looking for them. They didnt want to stick together? Fine. He made his way down the street of the strip, sighing as he ignored the whistles and hoots and hollers from every which end. Eventually, he passed a high class looking hotel and quickly darted inside, running to the bar.
"Um...c-can I borrow a phone by chance?" he whispered, looking a little nervous.
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@Ghostie
However, Ashton had nothing to wear for such an event. It as simply his jeans, t shirt and zip up hoodie. Oh no. Before they left the initial girls house, those chicks gave him a make over. Really...it was almost embarrassing how well Ashton could pass as a girl. High waisted, pink skirt full underneath with a petite coat, and a cute princess style shirt that covered all the way down to his wrists. Pink and white polka dot thigh highs and pink, knee high boots. He looked down right cute.
Once they made it to the club, it took 5 minutes for Ashton to get separated from the girls. It took 10 minutes for Aston to give up looking for them. They didnt want to stick together? Fine. He made his way down the street of the strip, sighing as he ignored the whistles and hoots and hollers from every which end. Eventually, he passed a high class looking hotel and quickly darted inside, running to the bar.
"Um...c-can I borrow a phone by chance?" he whispered, looking a little nervous.
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@Ghostie
