...stranger stranger, how are you?

[tucker james madison]

Tucker watched jack walk off with the $400 in his wallet, payment for the fresh X he had burning a hole in his pocket, he looked down the bar as he stirred his drink, the 5th for the night. thank god this place didn't card. He recodnized a pretty girl just a few stools down from him, she looked familiar, he felt as if they had talked, or had lunch or classes together...or something! She moved her head in his direction... OPHELIA! It was the girl that was in all of his classes, the one with the window right across from his...

"Hey Ophelia!" he called out to her, wiggling his finger for her so slide right over "Care to join me tonight?" he asked, his british accent becoming more an dmore prominent with every drink he took.

[ophelia isabelle burke]

Ophelia sat on a stool of some dingy little bar in times square. She was staring intently into her rum and coke, not caring how many calories this single drink had. She was getting bored quickly, ophelia lifted her face from her small crystal glass to scan the room for any familiar faces.

She heard someone shout her name across the small room, she looked ofr the source of the noise, it was Tucker, the boy that was in practically all of her classes at charles anton.

she picked up her drink and slung her coach bag over her shoulder as she meandered over to him, having trouble staying vertical in her heels.

"What brings you here on this looovely saturday night?"

she asked, staring intently into his beatuifully chisled face, she noticed how green his eyes were...he was even more mesmerizing sitting here tonight than he was sitting in class...

[tucker james madison]

Tucker was almost too wrapped up in staring at her exquisite beauty to realize that she was talking to him. Her hair seemed to glisten in the dim light of the bar, she had gorgeous pearly skin...her eyes almost a cloudy gray...

he was slapped out of his dream when ophelia began to wave her hand infront of his eyes making a silly face to distract him.

"Oh sorry fee! well...you know, just getting hammered and wasting my life away per usual..." he laughed a little hoping she wasn't appalled...

ok so the alcohol was making him a bit delirious, he was relieved when she giggled, at least she wasn;t disgusted by him...yet that is.

"this may seem forward...or bold...since i don;t know you too well...i mean sure...we're friends i guess...but we just...uh met a few days ago...but uh...my parents are out of town in cancun this weekend and i'm checked out for "family" business until monday...do you uh...wanna come over or something?

[ophelia isabelle burke]

Ophelia giggled at his comment about wasting his life away...that sounded good to her!

She was busy thinking about them...together...it was bold of her, and certainly something...of the future, but hell! it's new york on a saturday night...two gorgeous people, totally wasted...who knows...

his next question came as a slight shock to her, but before he could finish she was sliding a $50 onto the bar and grabbing his hand

"Here's to being yound and reckless!" she shouted above all the bar noise as she shook her hair and wiggled her skinny hips making her jeans slide low enough to expose her light tummy, "Let's Go!

before he could respond to her they were stumbling out the door...