Squinting into my tiny compact mirror, I pouted my lips and slid more gloss over them.
“Don’t you think that’s enough, babe!” Lily laughed, “That’s at least the fifth layer you’ve slapped on tonight, and we’re not even at the bloody club yet!”
“Oh Lily,” I shook my head, “You have so much to learn. A girl can never have enough gloss on.” I fluffed my hair and glanced into my mirror again, trying to catch my look from every angle.
“My God, I’m hot.” I exclaimed, “I hope there are loads of gorgeous guys at Ruby tonight, because I cannot contain my hotness. Seriously, don’t you all think I’m hot?” I asked my girls, Lily, Kelly, Nadine and Frankie.
“Can’t say I disagree with you, babe.” Kelly smiled.
“We’re all looking pretty good tonight!” Nadine said, “Those guys had better watch out, ‘cause we are going to eat them alive.”
I adjusted my skirt. It was far too long if I wanted to get a guy. Peering out of the taxi window, I saw the crowd which had already formed outside Ruby.
“Poor cows,” Frankie said, “They’ll be waiting ages to get in.”
“Thankfully, we’re the prettiest group of girls that bouncer is ever likely to have ever seen in his life.” Lily smirked, sliding a hairclip into her poker-straight hair.
“How can you be so sure that he’ll let us in, no questions asked?” I said.
“Oh come on Lucy, a wink and a smile can usually get you anything, so don’t worry!” Lily reassured me.
“’Ere you are, darling, “ The taxi driver turned round and leered at me. As Frankie paid him, the rest of us clambered out, and pushed our way to the front of the queue.
“Well, well, what do we have here, a gang of line-hoppers, if I’m not mistaken. And what makes you lot so certain I’m going to let you do that?” I lowered my eyelashes and looked at the guy in such a way that would turn a gay man on. I smiled seductively, knowing it had done the trick, and he stepped aside, mesmerised by us.
“Damn, you’re good!” Nadine congratulated me. We sashayed into the club, neon lights flashing, and we made a beeline for the bar.
“Check out the bartender, Luce,” Nadine whispered in my ear.
“Oh God, they even employ hot people here,” I replied, glancing around to see if there were any other gorgeous guys in the immediate vicinity.
“Go for it Kel!” Lily shouted and put her thumbs up at her, as she spotted Kelly in the corner being chatted up by a blonde guy in really tight jeans. “How long do you reckon it’ll be before he gets his tongue down her throat?” She asked Frankie, Nadine and me.
“Not long,” I answered, “They’re getting pretty close.”
“Right.” Frankie said, slamming down her empty glass, “If Kelly can get a fit guy in the first few minutes of stepping into a club, when she’s shy as anything, so can I. I’ll see you girls later.” She smiled and disappeared off to the back of the club, leaving Nadine, Lily and me at the bar. We chatted for a while, watching the seemingly endless streams of people file in, until I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around, only to see the hottest guy I’d ever seen in my life. His shoulder-length dark hair flopped over his right eye and he brushed it to one side. He was wearing a crisp white shirt, with the sleeves rolled casually up to his elbows, and loose-fitting dark jeans. He looked divine.
“Hi, I’m Brad. Want to dance?” He asked, in a sexy southern drawl. I was speechless. I nodded, not believing my luck, and he led me to the dance floor. I glanced back to Nadine and she raised her eyebrows jokingly and grinned. I turned my attentions back to Brad and he smiled and placed his hands on my hips and began to dance with me. His touch made my head spin. Putting my arms around his neck, I breathed in his gorgeously sweet scent and rested my head on his manly chest. I couldn’t believe what was happening. We slow-danced, despite the fact that heavy dance music was pumping away in the background.
This will be continued...
Unfortunately I don't have that much confidence. She's just a figment of my imagination. 
Yes, indeed. Girls DO talk that way. *laughs*
Joking, joking. I'm not that girl either, sevendeadlysins, but perhaps someday. It's best to write about what you know, in any case.