night.
Usually when a group of young good looking girls were dancing away, there would be the occasional horny pissed-up bastard thinking he was Romeo himself coming up and trying to grind up on you, in which case such men were ignored until they went away. We were no exception, because my friends were all good looking girls, and that night I was smoking hot if I don’t mind saying so myself! I had a figure-hugging black dress on which showed off my good legs, my hair was down in ringlets and I had my most recent best pair of shoes (though I could hardly walk in the mothers).
It seemed I had just finished getting down to ‘You’re The One That I Want’ when I noticed him. He was cool personified.
Now, any guys reading this take note, chat up lines don’t usually work. Well, normally they don’t, but Tommy’s chat up lines weren’t normal. If you are going to use a chat up line, then use some creativity. Tommy had the creativity, he had the looks, he had the confidence, yes – he had it going on.
Walking up to me with a swagger that was hard to ignore, he smiled those pearly whites at me. He also had a certain amount of cheek as he looked down my top and made no attempt whatsoever to hide the fact. He licked his lips and said ‘Mmm, yummy.’
I couldn’t help but laugh, like a giggling little wally.
Being a couple of feet away he spoke. ‘Hi, I’m Tommy.’
‘ Hi, I’m Emma.’ I said back. I was a little embarrassed because he was really fit. Yes I think it is fair to say I fancied him immediately.
‘ I noticed you from upstairs when I was looking down on the dance floor. I would have come speak to you sooner but I have a swollen ankle and it took me some time to get downstairs.’
‘ Oh right,’ I said as I noticed he had his weight on one foot. ‘From what?’
‘ Moon walking.’
‘ So, do you dance?’
‘ Yeah, usually, but I can’t with my dodgy foot.’
‘ Where are your friends?’
‘ Everywhere,’ he said as he looked and couldn’t see anybody. He then laughed. ‘Nowhere.’
‘ Ha, why me? There are loads of girls in here.’
This is when his lines came out.
‘ I don’t know. I looked at you and thought she’s like the wind.’
He could barely keep a straight face.
‘ Oh yeah?’
‘ Yeah, hey you wanna grab some food. Got hungry eyes you see, then maybe after I could give you the time of your life.’
I was laughing out loud, he was funny, and silly, and lovely all in one. I went with him to get some food, good job too because he said if I refused he was going to say nobody puts Tommy in a corner.
I told him I actually preferred the film Ghost to Dirty Dancing, and he replied ‘ditto’. We had such a good night.
He was the bad boy, he was cool, also devilishly funny, but inside he was amazing. It took me a while to get to see the inside, but once his barriers came down he was an amazing human being. He was the one.
I loved telling Sarah about Tommy. She knew I did. She had heard my stories about him a million times over these past months, but I couldn’t stop talking about him. I tried over the hard times to get into my work. I was on maternity leave but still tried to finish a paper. I was committed to writing for a youth development program.
I looked at my bump and the tears started again. I couldn’t live without him, and it was breaking my heart.
Chapter Twenty One
After a few weeks of interviews, interviews and more interviews, the powers that be decided that I could go home. I have to say that after I told my story to the Military Police and some other high ranking suits, they just wanted to cover it up and keep me quiet.
With all the shit on the news about soldiers doing wrong and all the other bullshit about the war, the last thing they needed was me creating a shit storm, and I got a nice sweetener too in the form of much needed cash into my bank account. I didn’t want to go on TV and slag the army, not at all.
It was Trigg I had a beef
Sarah Castille
TR Nowry
Cassandra Clare
K.A. Holt
S. Kodejs
Ronald Weitzer
Virginnia DeParte
Andrew Mackay
Tim Leach
Chris Lynch