It was a female voice, but not Emily’s. The lights were turned on and I turned around to see a female figure in her bathrobe, wiping her hair. ‘Ho... the fuck had I not noticed her?’“Sorry, I thought Emily was living alone…”“She is my girlfriend. We have been living together for two years,” she said confidently.“She was a bit drunk so decided to drop her home,” I replied nervously.“Drunk? You are mistaken. Emily has a high tolerance for alcohol, but I appreciate the gesture. Are you, Steve?”“Yes,. Like my other professors, Ms. Johnson encourages me to make new friends, but the only other girl that I feel doesn’t mock me for my idiocy. I don’t know why I care so much, but I do. She keeps insisting they aren’t all Cruella De-Vils, but somehow, I just can’t believe her, not after what Vanessa and Drilla’s soroties did to me. She puts her arm around me, and I shut my eyes, placing my arm on her shoulder. ‘I don’t wanna talk about it any more,’ I mutter tiredly. ‘Let’s talk about something. Slipping the off the shoulder black evening dress. I turned around to see what he would be seeing. I smiled satisfied that I was indeed dressed for something special tonight. My cleavage was acceptable in public. I smiled as I thought how my cleavage might have brought us together. It was eight sharp when the doorbell chimed. Opening it to the long stretch black on black limousine. I actually felt my heart beating faster. The driver opened the car door for me. We drove through the older part. His sense of fashion was just as odd, as he wore a large, black cloak made seemingly of raven feathers and a circle of feathers surrounding his shoulders.He seemed to be looking directly at you, though you couldn't quite tell before he began to speak.“You are quite young” He stated, eyes still closed while you snorted at the obvious statement. “Though you look like you could use some excitement in your life.” He added on, and though I wished to speak back, he cut me off with a third statement..