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having been molested when he was young, did not look too happily upon child molesters.
The negative feelings towards Ron slowly began to dwindle. The school year had
finished in what seemed like a blink of an eye, and his eighteenth birthday was coming
up rapidly. He knew of two nightclubs that he would want to go to following his birthday.
When he thought of going to the club he got butterflies in his stomach. He wasn t really
used to being around a lot of people, loud music, and dancing.
In front of a mirror is where you would find Jason if you heard music playing in
his room. He knew his birthday was approaching rapidly, and so was therefore the
nightlife. Jason knew enough to try and prepare himself for that experience. Music videos
and certain T.V. shows were his dance teachers. He watched Missy Elliot work it,
Shakira shake it, and Madonna vogue. He would play the video back and forth going over
the moves until he felt he did a pretty good job. Shelley would come over every now and
then to do some club dancing with him. She taught him a lot of little dance moves that
he could do. Jason was starting to fell a little better about himself as time progressed.
This year Jason s birthday passed just like any other day, with just a few Happy
Birthday s directed towards him. This didn t bother him all too much as his mind was on
the club. It was Wednesday and the underage night was the next night at the one gay club
in the nearby city. Jason called Shelley as soon as he was awake because she promised
him a new outfit for his birthday. He was still talking to her when she pulled up in front
of his house. He ran out to her car with a smile quickly spreading across his face.
Where we goin? Shelley asked in a high-pitched cartoon like voice.
Wal-Mart or Kohl s would be fine. Jason responded flipping the sun visor down
to check his face and hair in the mirror. Shelley looked at him with her dark brown eyes
and looked back at the road. She slammed on the acceleration to get his attention.
Like my new earrings? she asked, looking at him quickly.
Yeah they re cute, Jason said smiling at Shelley. He looked at her hair then, as
her earrings were little dragons. She had her black hair up tight with two chopsticks stuck
in to hold it in place. She had her work uniform on which consisted of black pants and a
white dress shirt with a nice shiny black vest. Shelley worked in the local Italian
Restaurant. She was a very beautiful girl with a nearly perfect figure.
They approached Kohl s after Shelley lectured Jason on how if he wants to look
nice and feel good about himself he should shop at better stores than Wal-Mart. Stores
that are trendsetters or that are quick to follow a trend. I ve never been to Kohl s. Jason
admitted
Well you re going today, Shelley said with a grin spreading across her face.
The word uncomfortable would describe how Jason felt going shopping on someone
else s money. Shelley had not given him a price at which she could afford, so he was
shopping the clearance rack. Here he found a really nice corduroy jacket, a pair of off-
white pants, and a nice black shirt to go under this outfit. The total came to only twenty
dollars, which Shelley seemed happy about as well.
They pulled up in front of Jason s house making plans for the following night.
Jason was going to follow her to the club, and he would have some of his friends along in
his car. Just thinking about it made his stomach do somersaults, but he was really excited
and couldn t wait to go. The next day came and seemed to take forever. Jason was
dancing first thing when he woke up, and got out all of his clothes and tried to make up
his mind as to exactly what outfit he was going to wear. He looked in several different
fashion conscious magazines to try and figure out what would be a good combination of
clothes for this. Looking at these magazines really made him feel bad, and really scruffy.
These guys were all so perfect in their bodies and clothing. After goggling at these men
in all their splendor he finally picked out an outfit of tight blue jeans, a red Aeropostale
shirt, with his white corduroy coat he bought.
Time had finally come for them all to make way to the club. Jason was so nervous
but everyone got him pumped up so that he was excited. When they got there he heard
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