F#ckGirl (F#ckGirl #1) by Sheila Michelle Read Free Book Online Page B

Felicity replied.
    Carson grinned. “Yeah, I get a little tired
of coming here myself, even though my brother owns this place. I’m
not really a fan of clubs; I’m just here to help my brother out and
our family. This is his dream to own a club, and since he’s only
twenty-five, he’s realized his dream pretty early.”
    Felicity nodded, but was getting bored by
the conversation. “Yeah, well, you do what you gotta do to help
out,” she said, as she kept her eyes glued to Jay and Stacia.
    The song was over a few minutes later, and
once again, Jay and Stacia parted ways back to their table. As
Stacia walked past Felicity, Erin, and Carson, he couldn’t take his
eyes off of her.
    “She knows she’s hot,” Carson said.
    Felicity rolled her eyes. “Yeah, well,
there’s a lot of hot girls, so I don’t know why all of the guys are
acting like she’s the only one in here that is.”
    Carson grinned. “Yeah, you’re right. But,
c’mon, you’re one of the hottest and most beautiful girls in here,
too.”
    Felicity tried to crack a smile. “Yeah,
well, apparently I’m not as hot and beautiful as her.”
    Carson continued to grin . . . but didn’t
say a word.
    Erin grinned as she, too, noticed that
Carson didn’t say anything in regards to Felicity’s remark, and
thought that it was good for him that he didn’t tell her what she
was dying to hear.
    “I gotta get in the back and stock some more
of the shelves for tomorrow. See you later, Felicity,” Carson
said.
    Felicity pretended like she didn’t hear
him.
    Carson grinned. “Bye, Erin.”
    “Bye, Carson,” Erin said with a grin.
    Felicity watched Carson as he left and
disappeared into the crowd. “Asshole!”
    Erin shook her head. “And why is he an
asshole now? You said that he was the nicest guy.”
    “Because he just is . And I’ve never said
that any guy is the nicest guy because the majority of them are
assholes!”
    “Just like how they think that the majority
of us are bitches, right?”
    “Right!”
    They laughed, but Erin knew the real reason
why Felicity thought Carson was all of the sudden an asshole. “I
have to go to the bathroom,” she told her.
    “Okay,” Felicity replied,
as she watched again as Stacia walked passed her, and then met Jay
out on the dance floor. They were now dancing to an upbeat-tempo
song. She looked back and saw that Stacia’s purse was still sitting
on the table. She picked up her drink that Carson had given her
that she still hadn’t taken one sip out of, and went over to
Stacia’s table where no one was sitting at. There were two other
purses sitting on the table, but she knew that this was Stacia’s
since she personally saw her pick it up and take her makeup out of
it. She looked down at her purse and noticed that it was wide open!
She saw a very expensive luxury lipstick sticking out of the top,
looked all around her to make sure no one was watching, and then
quickly grabbed it. She looked around once more and then poured her whole drink into the purse, ruining
everything inside of it ! She then took the
top off of the lipstick, and marked up the beautiful white lambskin
bag with it! She put the lipstick in her pocket since she thought
it was beautiful, and had always wanted a lipstick like this. She
went back over to her table and waited for Erin to get back to the
table.
    Erin made her way back over to the table.
“What is it?” she asked, since Felicity was standing up with her
purse on her shoulder.
    “I don’t wanna stay here anymore, let’s go,”
Felicity replied.
    Erin looked at her like she couldn’t believe
what she was saying. “You’re kidding, right? I mean, we never leave
this early; we’re usually here until it closes.”
    Felicity noticed how Stacia and Jay were
headed back over to her table as she laughed and smiled at him. She
shook her head. “Okay, we can stay for a few more minutes,” she
said, and watched with a wicked grin as Stacia and Jay continued to
walk to her